Whiskey suggestions?

1  2019-04-23 by unknowkid96

I like whiskey that burns your throat

20 comments

Mix it with bleach then

Knob Creek.

Favorite one

Higher tier Woodford

kentucky gentlemen, i doubt you can handle it punk.

I can barely handle my single about to puke now

Turkey 101

Cyanide™

evan williams 1783

the official drink of suicidal alcoholics who say 'one more day with dignity'

Elijah Craig

Whistling pig

Buy that Connor Mcgregor No Fear whiskey

Lord Calvert. Embrace the Lord and let his light shine upon you

Johnny Walker blue label has never let me down.

Fuck that, lagavulin is better for half the price

Get barrel strength if you want it to burn. Stagg if you can get it, bookers if you can’t

Old grandad

Bookers?

What I do is I go ahead an I allow myself one half of a fifth of Canadian Club, and I go ahead and I mix that with Old English American malt liquor, ok, after that I know I’ll lose my appetite if I give myself the old go ahead to order up some cocaine, so I make sure to order a dominos 2 for 1 deal first. I drunkly devour a large pizza and half, whilst smooshing some of the remnants into the rug around me for good measure. Then I know I’m ready for the other half of the club. Once I’ve downed that i give myself the go ahead to grab a ball of that pure white. Then I’m high as a motherfucker. It’s time to play spin the wheel. Depending on which night it is and how I’m feeling I’ll determine what to top it off with . Will it be Xanax, will it be Valium, a little bit of Mdma, how about some crystal? Don’t tempt me. I wake up around 830PM the next night (depending on the outcome), then I start it all over again. I hear Mother stomping on the kitchen floor above trying to signify that she knows I’ve fallen off the wagon, I pay no heed. I spiral down and down into the deep abyss of bliss. Hopefully I die on a binge and she has to watch the paramedics wheel out my lifeless disappointment of a corpse. If it doesn’t happen soon I might have to make my co workers pay for calling me piggy tits and scolding me on Tuesdays. Tick Tok. Tick tok. Until then I have my only friends and they come in bottles and Bags. I love you, baby boys.

I suggest you drink it until you die