So, unsurprisingly, I have had almost none of those things. I really want a kamikaze, however.
I have had a Long Island Ice Tea and, let me tell you, I died a bit inside.
Okay.
A lot inside.
WAY TOO MUCH ALCOHOL FOR ME.
I am not a big fan of alcohol. So that cheap champagne would be right up my ally. I like super sweet, super bubbly, super everything but alcoholy.
I just don't like alcohol too much. So, because of this, I tend to forget that I am of legal age when I am by myself. Sometimes, when my brother buys them, I drink this:
Taste: It tastes like Hard Cider but with like a cinnamon flavor. I do not work with alcohol for a living, leave me alone.
Annnnd I make myself an iced coffee with whipped cream vodka in it. There are no pictures. I make it myself. Although, actually, here, have the vodka pic.
Recipe: Fucking use some like fucking day old coffee shit, put some ice and a fourth-cup sugar in a shaker cup with the coffee and just a bit of half-and-half or whole milk. Shake the bitch like its a Polaroid picture. Punch a man in the face. Try it for taste before then adding AS MUCH VODKA AS YOU WANT. It can be shitty vodka, you're using shitty coffee and off-brand sugar to console your shitty life anyways so who gives a fuck? People say it'll curdle the milk but your soul is curdled anyways so who honestly cares. Besides, you'll drink that shit so fast it won't matter. Shake up the mixture again. Put it in a glass. Or a mug. Or a fucking bowl. I don't fucking care. Overthrow the patriarchy and assert your dominance as an equal gender, whether it be male, female, nonbinary, or other. Fuck the police.
Taste: Like fucking heaven. I don't tend to put too much vodka in because I'm more addicted to coffee than alcohol. Its a shame. A real shame.
So uh yeah there ya go theres my contribution. Also, the New Years post is demented, Rachel. Demented.
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