Originally posted September 27, 2006
is there anything that rolling a little maker’s mark across your tongue can’t cure?
whiskey and i first met around the time i started teething. gums hurt cause you’re cutting teeth? rub a little on. fussy baby? dip her pacifier in a little whiskey-coke and she shuts right up
we continued our acquaintance throughout my childhood years–let’s just say i could make a whiskey-coke before i could make a pb&j.
during adolescence we were strangers (because please, against what did i need to rebel?).
but we picked right back up in college and became good timin’ pals
now, whiskey and i are old friends. that comfortable pal you tell your troubles to and who wraps you in a warm, fuzzy glow.
my experiments thus far lead me to believe that whiskey is, indeed, a cure all.