....When I was a kid my mum and dad had a booze cabinet! A fucking booze cabinet! A whole section of sideboard ( when people had side boards )
When people had fucking booze cabinets! What ever happened to those? I am betting my sock draw that there are not many people that have bottles and bottles of various bottles of booze stashed away in a cupboard! A bottle maybe? A wine rack perhaps? Bottom of the fridge got a bottle been there for months?
Now this is where I got my taste on. My parents had some seriously funky bottles of booze. From banana liqueurs, Pernod, Scotch, all different kinds of vodka, peach 20/20, Tia Maria, Malibu, bacardi, the ones that had names I remember and can spell! There was always beer and bitter in the garage too. Bar b q's, parties I guess.
So I got to figure out what was vile and rancid or what was palatable. I spent a lot of time in a pub as well. A good friends' family owned and worked in a pub in the town. This too helped me get my taste. I did love a bit of scrumpy jack! But my tipple was southern comfort, lemonade with lime. * shudders* I mean I drank whatever I could get a hold of at this point but when a party was happening that would be what me and the close friend would get brought for us. " excuse me sire can you get me 10 b and h and a box of matches please" lol
it took around 4 or 5 times of drinking southern comfort to work out it was that, that made me throw up!
I was such a shitbag when I was a kid.
my son thinks he can have little tastes here and there. fair enough. would be an expensive experiment lol!
Hahahahahaha whatever happened to the booze cabinet?
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