Candy that works with Everclear: Jolly ranchers Skittles (but like why though) Jelly beans do not, from what I recall, and neither do gummy worms/bears. Pour it in some fruit and save it. I feel like Everclear is a different drink for different people: -it teaches engineers that efficiency isn't a good thing when it comes to liquor -its kind of the last stop for some folks, as they go from alcohol to drugs -it is what separates your drinking friends from your casual drinkers, as the drinkers know everclear can go fuck itself, use vodka and save us the embarrassment of watching half the party de-evolve into shit slinging apes.
For me it was making "Purple Jesus" in the late 80's and then being part of a large group of people who threw up purple later that night.
Well I guess I have to buy some jolly ranchers now. I have the cinnamon kind but I don't think that's the flavor profile I am trying to achieve.
When mixing things with Everclear, I try to think ahead to "what will be OK to puke out my nose and smell for the next day or so?"
No one who drinks Everclear is capable of this kind of foresight, it's kind of a self-reinforcing premise. On multiple levels, Everclear is kind of a liquid time travel.
We did PJ (party juice, presumably), with a 5 gallon water cooler: 4 gallons of Hawaiian punch, 1 bottle of grenadine, and a half gallon of everclear, with fruit, gummy bears or whatever you want in the bottom of it. You can add a liter of vodka (flavored or not) and it changes absoultely nothing. Red vomit splotches as far as you can stumble on foot from the epicenter. God, college must have been fun. I mean, none of us remember, but it sounds like it was.
Everclear is for doing straight shots off the hood of your buddy’s Toyota Tercel in your high school parking lot the moment after you’ve finished donating blood in the gym. Then it’s off to the strip club up the street with your laminated fake ID for lunch.
A buddy of mine worked for a food manufacturer (gum and candy) during summers when we were in college. His job was to clean the equipment between batches with 95% ethanol - essentially Everclear. So naturally he liberated a brown glass jug of it, which we liked to mix with off brand cola and drink in the parking lot of the local mall. Not trashy at all.
A buddy from college spent a summer internship at a lab, said the lab kept a couple bottles of everclear on hand since it was pure enough alcohol for their needs and cheaper than buying lab grade alcohol.
Someone just left another "If you want to sell your car, please call me" note on my Camaro. If these folks had any idea how much money I have in that thing they wouldn't even ask.
Every time someone does that, just text them with an unreasonably high number and see if there’s someone dumb enough to fall for it
That thought has crossed my mind. "Sure thing I'll sell, I want $43K. And your sister/daughter if she's over 18 and cute."
Funny enough, knocking on a door is how I scored my Chevelle SS396. I spotted it sitting out behind some guys barn and asked if they wanted to sell it. They did . For $600. It was 11 years old, it was straight, and it had a 4 speed. It just had a piece of the block broken where a starter bolt went in. I heli-coiled the bolt hole and it was good to go. And then about a year later I went full retard on the drive train. Two big Holley mechanical secondary 4 barrels, 12.5:1 pistons, 4 bolt block, headers, monster cam, full scatter shield, 3200 lb clutch and a 4.56 posi. Not exactly a streetable car. And I butchered up a box stock, real, numbers matching '68 SS396. Ugh.
This is a petty little thing that probably bothers me more than it should and it happens constantly. I just had another batch of cards listed by an auction house. The card I'm referring to should sell in the $500 range. ...and then I see this and I twitch: Yes, with a starting bid of .99, someone put in their high bid limited to $1. On a $500 item. Why would you even waste your time doing this?