The liquid that had just been siphoned out of a large jar filled with well preserved animal corpses in to my shot glass smelled kind of like almonds. This seemed like an appealing attribute until I remembered that gangrenous wounds also carry the scent of almonds. Still, I shrugged my shoulders, said "cheers" to my wife and shot the liquor straight down my throat before I could have any second thoughts. The drink was surprisingly smooth considering that it was created by fermenting poisonous reptiles and insects. The distiller even threw in the entire dead body of a crow for good measure. Women are not allowed to consume any kind of alcohol that is made with snakes, because the power that it provides its consumer is far too great for anyone but a man. Oddly enough, my muscles didn't feel any stronger as I gathered our bags for our departure. Maybe I will take two shots next time.
offically the coolest thing ive ever seen. next year for christmahannukwanzikah we need to distill our own snake liquor for the ritual.
ReplyDeleteAs long as no women drink it (they vehemently refused Mariana service). Who knows what kind of problems that kind of power shift coulde create.
ReplyDeleteFeeling any stronger today?
ReplyDeleteWhat the H... Ryan!!!!
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Had it again yesterday in Laos. This time it only had one snake and a scorpion. I am finding out that the drink I had from the jar above is weird even by local standards.
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