Ahh, Gin. The liquor that, unlike most of its cousins (other liquors), is supposed to be mixed with other stuff. You will not find a single soul, for the most part, that chooses to do straight up gin shots for the fun of it. And for the people that do, kudos to you...
The Poles and the Russians both lay claim to the colorless, flavorless (almost), blackout-inducing death water that is vodka. And who is to say who really started it, most likely they both were making it a long time ago but really who cares now-a-days, people just want to drink it!
Tonight you are going to hear two stories that have happened in a couple of the bars in the town that I am currently employed in. Names and location will be omitted for one, privacy reasons, and two, the fact that nooooo one would want their name attached to these stories.
Maker's Mark, Booker's, Baker's, Knob Creek, Wild Turkey, and Jim Beam. These all have one thing in common, something that sets them apart from their competitors (really only one, but whatever, there are a few others).