I'm just going to go out and say it: gin is fucking disgusting. The other night, a bottle of "tanqueray" is all that we could get our hands on. I thought it would be nice to sample an unfamilar spirit by a bush fire.
I was wrong.
I'm not entirely sure of what happened that night. I'm not sure of why I got drunk with only five or so shots of this crap (plus a few beers). I'm not sure of why I threw up everywhere. I'm not sure of why there was a bag of squished cookies in my pocket. What I am sure of is that if I ever taste ANYTHING remotely close to juniper barries again, I'll probably throw up some more on whoever is immediately standing in front of me.
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