Thread: Idyits Cheesy Booz Revuus

Originally Posted by DiscoMick

..... Guess where I will be located this coming Saturday evening?

In the "La Gondwana" restaurant in Ouagadougou?

Originally Posted by Tombie

Please write a review of your Cab De Goon..

I dont think I can match anything Mitch has come up with yet.
Will put some thought into it.
Andrew

Now then DiscoMick, after the dogs went to sleep, and you stoked the fire again, did you not wake those pooches and told them how to FIX the world? so how come we are having an election?

dave

I'd offer you a witty review of some VERY cheap vodka I once had locally, called 'comrade vodka', no I'm not kidding, it's logo was simply a red paper sticker with the yellow hammer and sickle on it.
Funny thing is the internet says it doesn't exist. Apparently it's locally made hooch.
Anyway, like I said, I'd love to say something funny about it but I honestly can't remember much about it.
So based on that, I give it a perfect 5/7 rating, if regular vodka isn't good enough at erasing regrets and creating a few more for you!
For similar results, try Ruski vodka. For those of you who feel uncomfortable in clothes, and comfortable being waaaaay too honest with the mixed company around you....


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I tried a local hooch once.
The character that makes it is a bit of an enigma, but those who feel they need to give it a name called it 'Wizz Jizz'.
I don't know how or why that name was given, but I guess it has something to do with the wizadry of the master-craftsman who makes it


Thru uni, my mates and I (after a very drunken night at cocomungas nightclub for a traffic light party in Byron Bay) invented the 'dirty sanchez' consisting of vodka, tequila and kahluah and baileys layered to make a ****ty, creamy mess of a drink that tasted as bad as you'd think.

When you drink enough of them though, magic happens.

The story of this wine begins in 1974, give or take a year. I had crawled out of one of the Boilers of the PV John Oxley after a couple of hours of descaling fun, and stood on the wharf. There I saw two shiny new 44 Gallon drums. I picked up the pump and placed the hose in the fuel tank of the ancient Broomwade. I was about to open one of the drums when a mate told me, "That isn't what you think it is Billy.". "What is it?" I asked. "It's wine." came the reply. "We're going to bottle it and flog it to raise some money for the steaming."
The wine had been procured for us from somewhere in South Australia by a Mr Len Evans, a plonk Guru of the time.
In due corse all hands were gathered from the Boiler Room, Engine Room and Aloft, and set to the task of putting the stuff in Bottles. Of course this was done with some ceremony and Jats Crackers with Salami, Cracker Barrel, Pickled Onions and so forth. All the Bottles were filled and the leftovers were drunk and so was the entire company.
The wine tasted of Witches bile mixed with that sticky stuff that collects in the bottom of the fruit bowl three weeks after a Fruit Fly invasion. It was labeled 'Chateau Bilge' and sold for a hansom return.
Shortly after I had the pleasure of meeting this Len Evans bloke and I put it to him that he had a bit of a hide giving us this stuff to peddle to the poor unsuspecting punters. His advice was to put it down somewhere cool and forget it for a few years. I took his advice as I had bought four bottles in my drunken stupor and didn't fancy repeating the exercise of drinking it ever again.
I still had it in 2013 when I was packing up to move from Lewisham to Lilyfield. I picked up a bottle and thought,"Thats a few years now. I wonder."
Well lo and behold, this evil brew had become the nectar of the Gods. It was just the most delightful Red I've ever had. Round and lightly pungent with just a hint of the tannin and acid that it had at the beginning.
Sometimes an Eejit can be rewarded.

K.B. Maaaaate, cobber & all round good bloke, does that mean you have three bottles left????
Your, soon to be, very good friend.
Steve

Originally Posted by Saitch

K.B. Maaaaate, cobber & all round good bloke, does that mean you have three bottles left????
Your, soon to be, very good friend.
Steve

Are you kidding? All that is left is a memory and half a brain.