A friend recently showed me a post by an underage camwhore about boozing up gummies and making them the stuff of nightmares. And if you’ve been following my blog long enough you know that I don’t bother making a point unless I mean to take it so far past its logical extreme that it leaves you awake at night, hugging your knees and shaking back and forth, wishing you were this amusing.

And unlike most of my drink posts, this isn’t waiting until the next Friday because you need time to prepare these if you’er going to be dealing with family this “festive*” season.

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So I know I’ve posted this one already in a previous post, but it may have been lost in all the sarcasm and bile.
Also, being the day before Christmas, I figured you’d need a drink, or something, that allows you a bit of ye olde ability to jam metaphorical fingers into hypothetical ears and scream (Fa)La!La!LaLa at the top of your lungs so you don’t have to deal with your miserable family and how much you hate them and oh god would it really hurt them to get you something other than fucking socks for once?!

As you can tell, I don’t really do Christmas…

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Like a decent number of goths, I’m a big fan of manga and anime.

In fact, a large enough fan that I’m actually a an ersatz producer. For a while, I had Australia’s largest and most widely distributed manga magazine, OzTAKU, pumping out an edition every few months. We got up to 7 issues before the money ran out because advertisers didn’t see the value in adults that’d pay money for comics and merchandise… Yeah, I know.

And this led me to drink! (more…)

Sorry folks, no drink recipe today… More of a treatise on how, when and why I chose to drink.

To begin with, a lot of people tend to get the impression that I’m some kind of pisshead due to my obsession with the booze. As you’ve pro0bably noticed, there are a lot of cocktail recipes on this blog. At last count I think I’ve got 53 recipes. That’s enough to not only fill a book, but probably hit on something that people actually enjoy drinking!

Then there’s also my rather large collection of liquor miniatures (there are a lot more not photographed) and liquor cabinet that used to contain enough to fatally poison most of a football team, but now only contains enough to kill the girl they’re mass raping. At least she’ll not have to deal with the memories. Hooray! (more…)

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