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Would he criticize an erring colleague? "I shall," Dirksen would promise, in a voice like the finest whiskey aged in fog, "invoke upon him every condign imprecation." Dirksen was especially toothsome when praising the fig newton, manufactured in Illinois. "A man who has not sunk a molar into a fig newton," Dirksen would announce, his gray-golden ringlets vibrating with emotion, "has let much of life pass...
Almost 30 years ago, I drove my 12-year-old son to a weekend camping trip with his Boy Scout troop. We arrived at 8 in the evening. The boys were in their tents, and the scoutmaster, assistant scoutmaster and two father chaperones were in a camper trailer drinking whiskey sours; the scoutmaster was pretty well in the bag. I reluctantly left my son there and worried all weekend about his being supervised by that group of "morally straight" men. I would have been far happier to have him in the care of a responsible gay scoutmaster like James Dale...
...time, I've overcompensated for my lack of manliness through sportswriting, porn watching and stock buying, but deep down I know I'm a little shy on T. I cannot yell at other drivers, raise my voice, pick up women in a bar or grow a full beard. All whiskey, no matter how expensive, just tastes like burning. Yet deep inside I long to sleep around, to kick some ass, to release my first rap album. As I saw it, I had little choice but to score some of that testosterone gel when it comes out this summer. I could...
Please inform the author that he may use as many colorful Celtic stereotypes as he can find. He may therefore depict Celts as hard-drinking, red-haired, freckle-faced, hot-tempered, trouble-making, bar-fighting, blue-face-painted, war-crying, shillelagh-wielding, whiskey-swilling, barbaric, primitive, illiterate, sheep-loving, green-hatted, bagpipe-playing, potato-eating, Guinness-guzzling leprechauns. Permit me also to suggest the use of such classic Celtic phrases as "top o' the mornin' to ye!", and "they're always stealin' me lucky charms...
...included a stipulation on alcohol use: "No alcoholic drinks except Malt Liquor shall be allowed in the Club House." This rule soon fell out of favor as the second floor of the current building became a full-time bar. By the mid 1970s, the drink of choice was the whiskey sour, so at the beginning of each night the bartender would set out about 50 glasses--with appropriate garnishes--over the entire bar and spend the evening filling them up. "There's a story that [former U.S. attorney general] Elliot L. Richardson '41 had to be carried out every night...