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Two shots to get the party started. Now, a Perfect Manhattan. Bourbon, sweet vermouth, dry vermouth, and Angostura bitters. And two cherries.
Just like Nonno, the poet in Tennessee Williams Night Of The Iguana, I say yum for one cherry, and yum again for the other.
I love you all

Marthe48
(20,732 posts)Do you prefer online or on paper?
Im old
True Dough
(23,208 posts)
pandr32
(13,038 posts)
Theres a story
Aristus
(70,074 posts)This was back when I was in the Army. Celebrating the end of a month-long field exercise with Mad Dog and Boones Farms, (and Pop-Tarts when we got hungry.)
I cant believe I survived all of that without choking to death on my own vomit.
Skittles
(164,612 posts)DA FOOK?!
Aristus
(70,074 posts)No one makes good decisions at that age.
Skittles
(164,612 posts)yeah, definitely more risk-taking
Aristus
(70,074 posts)Tankers dont make good decisions at any age.
LSparkle
(12,021 posts)I could drink like a fish in college and still show up for class the next day. 😳
Skittles
(164,612 posts)if I had to say the first indication of advancing age I noticed was really paying the next day for those wild nights
Captain Zero
(7,906 posts)Be an alcoholic.
I couldn't ever drink into the hangover.
I needed at least 4 days before another drink and maybe not even then.
Skittles
(164,612 posts)alcoholism is rampant in my family - lost my older brother and all aunts and uncles to it - me, I LOVE liquor but I just CANNOT STAND hangovers and I always got 'em BAD.......I too am convinced they saved me
I got drunk on that as a college freshman & was sick for 2 days. To this day I can't look at it. However, I can drink beer with the best of them. Go figure!
Aristus
(70,074 posts)I have had ample time since then to refine my palate. My Scotch is Lagavulin. My red wine is Bordeaux. And my beer is Belgian.
redwitch
(15,157 posts)Tastes as good coming up as going down! If I recall correctly.
Aristus
(70,074 posts)Could be loss of brain cells
pandr32
(13,038 posts)Next to someone you cant remember.
Aristus
(70,074 posts)
I would love to hear your stories.
Aristus
(70,074 posts)I was hanging out at a German bar that I had selected because it was not one of the ones American soldiers hung out in a lot. I speak German, so I managed to have a good time with a small crowd that kept getting larger the drunker we got. Hit it off with this German lady, and somehow, not wanting the evening to end, we all staggered back to her tiny apartment, and kept on drinking. One by one, the partiers called it quits, and went home, until it was just the two of us.
I only remember waking up the next morning, and doing what a lot of inconsiderate twenty-two year-old guys do: I got dressed as quietly as I could, left her apartment, and hit the local taxi stand for a ride back to the post. I sort of half-consciously made a note of where her apartment was located, and a couple of days later, feeling guilty, I went back, and knocked on her door to apologize.
"Oh, hi! I was hoping you it was you. Did you get home all right the other day?"
We ended up having a relationship for the next few months, until I got deployed to the Gulf. When I got back, she had moved on.
pandr32
(13,038 posts)I love how you went back to apologize. It says a lot about you. I am glad you had a relationship for a while. It goes to show that not all drunk encounters turn out badly.
Cheers to you!
Aristus
(70,074 posts)I don't have a lot of OMG what-the-hell stories to tell. Sorry to disappoint you. I'm not the hellraiser a lot of my fellow tankers were. On the plus side, I never saw the inside of the stockade, or had an uncomfortable conversation with a JAG defense lawyer, the way a few guys I knew did.
pandr32
(13,038 posts)Usually, though, when someone tells drunk-as-fuk stories they are pretty scary. Yours didn't land you in the drunk tank or "the inside of the stockade" or worse. Your story showed you didn't turn into a fiend. You obviously have good character even while drunk.
Aristus
(70,074 posts)I wait until Im home, and all alone. I wont embarrass myself or hurt anyone else. Then I watch Blade Runner, Dark City, and Excalibur.
Very cathartic
Wolf Frankula
(3,746 posts)She said, "Thanks for the fun and the scotch. I have to leave for Toronto today." We parted. I never learned her name.
Wolf
True Dough
(23,208 posts)there's a 50-year-old Wolf pup out there that you've never met?
Maraya1969
(23,279 posts)Thank you for the rec!
surfered
(7,082 posts)..how many Manhattans can be mixed in the Bar Car by the time of arrival?
Cheers 🍷
Aristus
(70,074 posts)Youre welcome.
surfered
(7,082 posts)GP6971
(35,053 posts)Captain Zero
(7,906 posts)To a Lake Erie excursion cruiser.
I mean a bar on a boat, seemed like a good idea when I started. Let me tell you, there is some chop out on Lake Erie.
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True Dough
(23,208 posts)How do you think your life will change when you reach that milestone?
Aristus
(70,074 posts)So far, I don't feel any different...
True Dough
(23,208 posts)Onward and upward!
pdxflyboy
(849 posts)What is the crux of the biscuit??
Duncanpup
(14,558 posts)The Green coat and pants I looked online Im sitting on $180 . ? Should i sale now or wait until the market is more stable
P.S. apologies to the tax payers for stealing this gear on my E.T.S.
Aristus
(70,074 posts)He had what was likely the standard-issue rain poncho of his time. It had a built-in hat/brim visor attached to the hood. I wonder when they got rid of that? The rain poncho I was issued in Basic Training in 1986 didn't have it.
Duncanpup
(14,558 posts)Here is humorous story my friend was with 75th regiment 1985. They were issued Gore tex for cold weather training then it was brand new not issue. So when they came back they turned it all in and sent it back so manufacturer could see how it held up.
Have a nice Memorial Day friend Im on flag detail i have two troopers one Korean War the other Vietnam neither lived to see their twenties.
Its just what we do quietly out of respect.