Why don’t we just see about that?
Bottoms up motherfucker.
I can literally see myself pounding that shot forty years ago when I was at Peak Crazy.
No joke.
It’s hard to believe I survived that shit looking back on it.
H/T to my friend Irish for finding that and sending it to me
I told him there was one sick motherfucker out there that came up with that one.
And I salute them.
Add a little soy sauce and it would be about the same as Vietnamese Fish Sauce. And I’ve had that even though I know how it’s made.
I’m almost tempted.
I’ll assume the tuna fish juice is for that authentic Mexican Hooker smell?
Leigh
Whitehall, NY
It’s for the authentic Mexican hooker taste, not that I’d know anything about that and ya, not in my lifetime.
“I told him there was one sick motherfucker out there that came up with that one.”
If I drank that I WOULD be one sick motherfucker.
Nope, tequila makes me do stupid things.
Back when I was in my prime I had a tee shirt that said, “I am not Bad, but the Bad know better than to screw with me”. I was given the shirt after a military mission where I supplied comms to SF out of Bragg. I was in the rear with the commo gear. I didn’t know what the SF mission was but I made sure they had internet and telephone service.
I think hotdog water, vodka and an chipotle would be a good test of ones manly as well!
That’s lame. Switch out the tuna juice for a whore’s squirt.
Id drink that. I drink the tuna water all the time much to the dog’s displeasure.
Similar to the Dos Eques and clamato juice mix the Mexicans like to drink.
Not sure about that one. I gotta be careful with Takillya…I always seem to wind up nekkid when I drink that stuff.
Had great results with it when I was younger…not sure about now.
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Try a Quaalude & Tequila Slam. Chew the lude & shoot a tequila & ginger ale that you slam on your knee, it foams like alka- seltzer & away you go. 3 should be a good start. Then off bar hopping on a motorcycle. Yeah it’s beyond me how I survived.
I am a light weight. Any significant amount of alcohol just puts me to sleep. My drinking experiences are quite tame compared to the above. Best I can recall is when I first arrived on station in West Germany. Wound up at a local watering hole with the other FNG’s. They served something called IIRC, a Boombah–a one liter beer mug, half beer, half Coke (or Pepsi?) and three shots of Cognac. Couldn’t finish it. I wound up volunteering to be the GI designated driver, which worked out just fine.
I’m trying to figure out how many cans of tuna I need to open right now. No bull. the old lady’s cats are gonna love me! Eod!sg Ret
Sometime back in the early 90s in some club on 6th st. in Austin TX. where the live music was killer i dared some guy who just wouldn’t shut up to snort the salt squirt the lemon in hi eye and then take the shot. He did it and it was epic.
That would probably shoot out my ass as fast as i drank it.
Now drink an “African Toilet”.