If phrases make it into the dictionary, somebody please tell Webster’s that they need to add “shit show” stat. I guess I can work with shitshow or shit-show, but honestly I want to see that word in the dictionary right next to “shibby.” Anyways, in case you couldn’t tell already, our weekend was described by multiple people affectionately as a shit show. And fair enough urban dictionary for informing me that shit show is an antiquated term. I’m already thinking of a shit show 2.0 for future posts, so there. Have I said shit show enough yet? Shit show. Oh yea, there was a drink somewhere in here. This weekend is going to be split between the two drinks we created and one we reviewed (it’s called a lifestyle for a reason). So, here is our little southern delight, Tuxedo T-Shirt.

Cory’s Brakes and Lube

For sheer continuity of the weekend story, Thursday we went to a beer pong night at a local bar. Somehow, even with our giant group we decided not to create a new drink. A long blurry night later I had a $150 tab for only Josh and I, as well as a call from Josh at 2:40am describing just how drunk he was.

Back to the more important night for this post, Friday. For some unholy reason only understood as a lost deal with the devil or Guy Whatever The Hell from those crappy commercials, we ended up at the same crap on the walls chain restaurant as we were in for the Southern 7 post. Somehow, my small group invite turned into a group of 10 people that spent their night and time making sure that the 3 AFOV guys that were there got trashed. Eric left a little early though, so he mostly escaped it.

Honestly, what can I say about the Tuxedo T-Shirt? My first reaction was that it tasted like watered down Bourbon. Eventually, you can taste the Captain Morgan a tiny bit, but it’s so negligible that it might as well not be in there. I would suggest this as a shot to order a friend so you can see their reaction. It’s easy enough that any normal drinker can handle it, but I wouldn’t choose to drink it on a night out. If you’re curious about the rest of the night and weekend, including the random texts offering me nude pictures and the swinger’s night we wandered into in a dive bar, check out our next post.

Josh’s Country Cookin

I was dreading taking this shot when it came about, mostly due to the fact that the aforementioned Thursday night bar tab was a little out of control and I was a bit under the weather. Much to my delight, however, this shot had very little bite to it at all. I could barely make out the spice from the rum or the kick from the Jim Beam. I was waiting for the post shot stink face to come out of me, but I just smiled and grabbed another chicken wing from the middle of the table. I do suspect the bartender made our drink with three even parts of rum, bourbon and vermouth, which gives the shot far too much vermouth in my opinion. These ingredients do imply a southern drink with a touch of class, so if you ever attempt to make a night of drinking the Tuxedo T-Shirt, may I recommend you hold your glass in one of those beer koozies and have a Mountain Dew chaser handy.

Ingredients

1 Part: Jim Beam® Bourbon Whiskey
1 Part: Captain Morgan® Original Spiced Rum
1 Splash: Vermouth

Instructions

Mix this mess together, hopefully only in shot form. Make someone else share in this endeavor with you, so they can hate you later for trying it. Have a blasty.

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