Vodka. For me this is the epitome of pessimism. Flavorless discomfort, wrapped in an expensive glass container, which leaves you feeling a sense of predestined disappointment. I dont care if its the finest expression of Stoli or Gray Goose, its all as bland and utterly disappointing as the cheapest dreck you can find at the bottom of a bin of desperate sample bottles. In short...the sole reason vodka exists is to serve as an ingredient in a white russian. It serves no other purpose in life, save as an emergency firestarter.
Posted on: Thu, 14 Aug 2014 00:41:41 +0000
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