The F2DR family of friends apologizes to our readers, fans, internet rights activists, baby Jesus, and most of all to the Constitution, for in deleting away the original comments we have failed all of you. We moved from Tumblr all those months ago, with a goal of allowing you, the reader, to provide insight and commentary on our pieces. With that we expected a certain knowledge that we in turn will totally comment on your comment. I'm reminded of a certain adage, "If you can't stand the heat, get out of the kitchen." Well, maybe if you can't handle The Internet, you SHOULD stay in the kitchen. We would like to also point out that no names were revealed with the comments and that anonymity was promised by the fact no names were written and guaranteed by the fact that no one reads this.
A general note to all future crybabies who can't handle The Internet (even if they can handle taking it up the ass multiple times in one night), DON'T MESS WITH THE INTERNET!
Thank you friends and Goodnight.}
F2DR Returns/Presents: Shots That Will Get You Drunk: Dublin Street Riot
Brent has been giddy all day long about how we're going to make a "triumphant" return and tell all 9 of you about our Georgia Fucking Florida Weekend. That may happen, but to be honest, I'm not the one to tell the story of my weekend, thats for girls with cameras or rapey raccoons to share. I may try to get around to it in a day or two, but for now I'm bringing you a delicious new shot for you to enjoy and tell all your friends about.
{Ed. Note: Rebecca, Blake already knows about it so don't share it with him.}
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Actual photo of a Dublin Street Riot and what |
Inventor, origin, where it's popular, anecdotals, descriptions, inspirations, anything to help us feature the drink better.
Me.
My living room.
Rafter's on St. Simons Island, Georgia.Taste great, but be careful!I love bourbon, there aren't too many bourbon shots I can ever remember when I'm out, so its either straight shots of warm well bourbon or drinking jagerbombs with my friends.Watching Game 2 of the World Series (Rangers @ Giants), I had a bottle of Jameson and found a bottle of butterscotch schnapps from an old peach pie recipe. After trail and error I found that 3 parts whiskey and 1 part Butterscotch was delicious and smokey and drunk.I was making them in a regular shot glass and filling it up, however, the bartenders liked to use a shaker.
The name is inspired by the makers of Jameson themselves, the people of Dublin and their fondness of rioting in the streets.
By now, you likely have out your Jameson Irish Whiskey and are impassively thinking, "I don't have any butterscotch schnapps and I refuse to buy any because its kinda emasculating." Good point, but allow me to rebuttal that it is not as emasculating as dressing up like this in public...
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Shame, boatloads of shame. |
...So order a bottle over The Internet or go to a dark part of town where you won't be seen by anyone important and get a bottle! It tastes great and you will be drunk! Just remember, don't take any K-pins while drinking these or you will be immediately and painfully remorseful. And shamed.
{Ed. Note: Damn, it has been a while since I've done this and I am still hungover from three days ago. This post was written poorly by Jason.}
