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sippin' a drink |
| I distinctly remember the taste of whiskey "Come on, they are giving shots for free!" I was there for the store's grand opening, to listen to a beautiful, talented friend sing. who always sounded like an angel to me. The liquid was dark like sun-warmed tea. as for it's alleged smoothness, I did not agree. Upon first burning sip I did not feel like a king. I distinctly remember. My throat was warmed to a high degree. "No more!" was my weakly gasped decree. "Come on, you have to finish the thing!" I tossed back the drink, eyes beginning to sting. I can affirm drinking Jack Daniels is risky! I distinctly remember. |