As awful as they maybe for me in many ways, I do love me the combination of whiskey and cigarettes. I have had the long standing opinion that I come from a very solid line of very manly men. The men in my family are all machinists, welders and mechanics by trade and well decorated, champion fast draws and racers (my dad was particularly enthusiastic about racing, with stints in motocross, drag and stock car racing). So in some ways, whiskey and cigarettes are probably deeply engrained into my DNA, along with other things that are terrible for me (the inexplicable need to drive fast and my famous stubbornness come to mind first).
Im sure somewhere Jon T (formerly known as whiskey pants) is proud that I have graduated to drinking my whiskey on the rocks as opposed to polluting it with coke. Also I secretly love the reaction I get from people who ask what Im drinking as they are clearly not expecting a girl like me to reply “well whiskey on the rocks". THAT’S RIGHT! "Well" means I am usually drinking something extra hard core like Old Crow. I feel like it keeps me honest and humble and in the good graces of my financial institution. Also it keeps me from over doing it because even a girl with the advantage of my genes can only drink so much Old Crow before throwing in the towel.
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That is awesome. I wish I could stomach whiskey; it always looks so cool when people are sitting there, rocking the brown liquor.
And what of the cigarette element of the equation? Is it only when you're drinking whiskey?
Dude, I totally neglected to point out that cigarettes are best when smoked while drinking whiskey or right after smoking weed.
I dont make the rules! I only try to follow them!
xo
coffin nails...
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