So. This is a pickle. Seems quite ordinary. And yet, looking a little bit deeper we discover that this is no ordinary pickle. You see, despite the fact it is one of the juiciest pickle I've ever experienced- so much so that you kind of have to "milk" it to make sure the juice stays in the jar and not on your shirt or even the person next to you- it is the last pickle from MW9.
That means we begin anew, onward to our Tenth anniversary of burning, shooting and drinking. Just writing those words send chills up and down the spine. Seriously, ten fucking years. And I can't wait.
I was at a Bourbon tasting the other night. Brought me right back to last year's under the tarp affair at MW ix. The people at the tasting were not happy when I asked if they had any meat to clear my pallet with. I did discover a bourbon we did not have last year that is pretty good. Eagle Rare. Anyone had this before?
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