The Boss bought her annual Christmas bottle of Sortilège, which I've mocked as dessert whisky. But I have to admit that it's really tasty. But I won't stop mocking her because I'm cheap.
The Boss bought her annual Christmas bottle of Sortilège, which I've mocked as dessert whisky. But I have to admit that it's really tasty. But I won't stop mocking her because I'm cheap.
I've had some of that in a coffee at a friends. It is tasty but maybe a little too sweet to be appreciated as anything other than how you described it.
Forces have been looting
My humanity
Curfews have been curbing
The end of liberty
The Boss bought her annual Christmas bottle of Sortilège, which I've mocked as dessert whisky. But I have to admit that it's really tasty. But I won't stop mocking her because I'm cheap.
I've had some of that in a coffee at a friends. It is tasty but maybe a little too sweet to be appreciated as anything other than how you described it.
Completely. You could use it on pancakes. Waitaminnit …
The Boss bought her annual Christmas bottle of Sortilège, which I've mocked as dessert whisky. But I have to admit that it's really tasty. But I won't stop mocking her because I'm cheap.
I've had some of that in a coffee at a friends. It is tasty but maybe a little too sweet to be appreciated as anything other than how you described it.
Completely. You could use it on pancakes. Waitaminnit …
Forces have been looting
My humanity
Curfews have been curbing
The end of liberty
Remember those bitter beer face commercials from the 90s? Not being of age at the time, I wasn't sure what that was supposed to taste like, but I realize now that it was a bunch of people who prefer water complaining about actual beer.
WWK: I feel confident we haven't heard the last from Dr. Harvey Camel.
Remember those bitter beer face commercials from the 90s? Not being of age at the time, I wasn't sure what that was supposed to taste like, but I realize now that it was a bunch of people who prefer water complaining about actual beer.
The Boss bought her annual Christmas bottle of Sortilège, which I've mocked as dessert whisky. But I have to admit that it's really tasty. But I won't stop mocking her because I'm cheap.
I've had some of that in a coffee at a friends. It is tasty but maybe a little too sweet to be appreciated as anything other than how you described it.
Completely. You could use it on pancakes. Waitaminnit …
Said the Canadian. Sorry but we take things a bit more seriously here.
The Boss bought her annual Christmas bottle of Sortilège, which I've mocked as dessert whisky. But I have to admit that it's really tasty. But I won't stop mocking her because I'm cheap.
I've had some of that in a coffee at a friends. It is tasty but maybe a little too sweet to be appreciated as anything other than how you described it.
Completely. You could use it on pancakes. Waitaminnit …
Said the Canadian. Sorry but we take things a bit more seriously here.
I dunno, man, whisky syrup on pancakes seems an idea to explore at least once.
Remember those bitter beer face commercials from the 90s? Not being of age at the time, I wasn't sure what that was supposed to taste like, but I realize now that it was a bunch of people who prefer water complaining about actual beer.
This was before the IBU wars too. I guess Sierra Nevada was like palate crushing when I had it freshman year of college.
Look, you have to establish context for these things. And I maintain that unless you appreciate the Fall of Constantinople, the Great Fire of London, and Mickey Mantle's fatalist alcoholism, live Freddy makes no sense. If you want to half-ass it, fine, go call Simon Schama to do the appendix.