The Whiskey Endeavors Vol 1. Getting My Red Wings

The Whiskey Endeavors Vol 1. Getting My Red Wings

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“I always take Scotch whiskey at night as a preventive of toothache. I have never had the toothache; and what is more, I never intend to have it.” – Mark Twain

I enjoy whiskey and that’s no secret for those who listen to the show or know me somewhat well.  All gifts around holidays and birthdays tend to be relevant to my affection for whiskey.  My love of a good bourbon gets me into interesting situations from time to time.  I decided to share some of those experiences as they come to me, some more recent than others.

A few years ago an old college friend was in town for work and asked if I wanted to meet up with him and a few coworkers for some drinks.  It was 2:00 pm on a Tuesday afternoon and I was already done for the day so I invited them all over for a few drinks before we headed out for the night.  They were at my apartment within the hour and I cracked open a bottle of Bulleit Bourbon from my bar.

We polished half of the bottle between the four of us then walked over to Beachwood (currently known as ‘the Wood’) to drink on the rooftop overlooking the beach.  I ordered myself a glass of bourbon and my friend ordered two towers of Bud Light for the four of us.  I downed my whiskey and a few beers.  Ordered a round of picklebacks.  Shot those fuckers back and really sarted to feel the buzz.  It was only 4:30, the sun was still out and people weren’t even off work yet.  An inexperienced drinker continues without putting food in his system, but I knew the kind of night that was ahead of us, so we walked over to Firehouse to eat dinner.  

Shot those fuckers back and really started to feel the buzz.

Four more picklebacks.  More beer on the table.  More bourbon on the rocks.  I know I ate something but I couldn’t tell you what it was.  My friend asked me what spot we should go to for taco Tuesday.  I told him Typhoon had all the young college girls if he wanted to creep.  We wanted to creep.  

In Typhoon.  6:00 pm.  Switch from whiskey to beer because of happy hour.  Double fisting Coronas.  Fuck you, it was taco Tuesday and they were cheap.  Friend strikes up conversation with a table of recently legal drinkers.  Most of the girls are attractive.  One is frumpy with glasses.  The frumpy one with glasses was a little hipster and it was obvious she didn’t want to be in Pacific Beach.  I strike up conversation with Frumpy Glasses.  Frumpy Glasses likes me.  I think.  Who knows.  

The frumpy one with glasses was a little hipster and it was obvious she didn’t want to be in Pacific Beach.

Continue double fisting.  Mix in a few shots.  The bar is now packed and the DJ starts spinning.  Now it’s a nightclub.  I get separated from my friend.  I see Frumpy Glasses. Frumpy Glasses has a new friend sitting next to her.  The other friends are gone.  I crash the table slobbering a moderately coherent sentence to the two of them.  Frumpy Glasses introduces me to Christina, her friend.  Christina and I hit it off.  She’s a sexy half Asian half white girl with a couple of tattoos.  I ask Frumpy Glasses and Christina if they want a drink.  Frumpy glasses says no.  Christina says yes.  She wants the D.  We go to the bar and I order two shots and two beers.  We take the shots and go onto the dance floor.  She starts grinding her ass into my dick and grabs my hand and puts it over her pussy.  Now I know she really wants the D.

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    G Hill 2 years

    A true piece of art that brings a tear to one’s eye. Alex knows how to keep the reader in suspense from start to finish with his factual originality and keen eye for everyday writing situations that we all can relate to at TTG. 10/10

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    Neighborhood Hope Dealer 2 years


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    MJ 2 years

    This is both disgusting & so fucking hilarious! I hope you write more about your Whiskey Endeavors 🙂

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    TGApostle 2 years

    Whiskey Dick. Mankinds Bane.
    Know those feels.
    Kudos for the lesbian tho!

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