October 29th, 2008
I have a problem my friends … i am a alcoholic …
but unlike any normal alcoholics who chug beer and shoot 151 for a living …
i take the liberty to enjoy my alcohol beverages …
i look down upon the people who make faces upon hearing the numbers 151 …
i look down upon those people who are scared of having a drink at 12 in the afternoon …
i look down upon most are those who use the beautiful characteristics of alcohol to take advantage over others …
I take liberty in having my 151 in a snifter and sipping it on a cold friday afternoon …
i will proudly sit at a casual lunch with a cup of GLENKINCHIE – 10 YEAR OLD in my hands … while everyone around the table ask … how can you drink so early in the morning? … in which my response is always a drink and ive come to enjoy my drinks
i am not your average cheap booze quenching alcoholic around every corner …
I am what you call a collector …
I am those who spends their life’s savings on a bottle of Henri IV Dudognon Heritage just so i could never finish it in a life time …
or
I will buy a bottle of Samuel Adams Utopias
I dont want the best alcohol …
I want the best of the best of alcohol …
I dont want a bottle of something something because of the bottle … (Diva Vodka)
I want a bottle of something something because when i pour the contents out of the bottle it will still be something something and not nothing … (Russian Stolichnaya Elit)
i dont want the most expensive alcohol today …
I want the alcohol that will resell as the most expensive tomorrow …
I dont want to keep that bottle for keep sake …
I want to drink it infront of the person who bugs me every morning for booze money …
I want to make a list of alcohol to collect and drink …
in the ultimate end i would wish to be able to buy a oak barrel of cognac or red wine or scotch and have it stored in a secret place until someday that barrel can be something something when poured out of a bottle of nothing nothing …