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Maybe an adult is someone who picks up a beautiful woman in a bar only to find out she works for the Russian Mafia and is in very deep trouble. An adult then gets her to safety by having an epic gun battle in an alley, crashing several cars, and finally escaping to a remote Caribbean beach. After making love like sea otters on the shore there is this big confrontation, lots more shooting, and a closing kiss while Miami goes up in a nuclear cloud.
The BuzzFeed website made American youth taste typical beverages of several nations. Italians represented themselves with two alcoholic drinks: the one was the artichoke liqueur and the other one was the ferne which contains 40 different herbs. The Americans tasted, among others, the Chinese pajcsiu, the Turkish raki, the Swedish schnapps and the Hungarian pálinka as well – szeretlekmagyarorszag.hu reported.
The pálinka is last and I think they had to stop at that point.
Szeretlekmagyarorszag.hu website also noted that they would be curious about what these American young people say about Hungarian home-made pálinka – which is even stronger and contains more alcohol than the purchased ones...
I have drunk home made [of course it's not double distilled as that would be illegal] pálinka. Once my eyesight returned and the lining grew back in my esophagus it was very nice.
Years since I last tasted any kind of pálinka, but I can clearly recall the sense of the fire burning me from the inside...For the first few minutes it hurts, but resolves into some nice warm feeling...
I'm not questioning your powers of observation; I'm merely remarking upon the paradox of asking a masked man who he is. (V)
I brought a bottle of that back from Italy once. It had some sort of plant in it.
I drank it on Christmas Day.
Later that day I attempted to prove I could get naked in under a second in front of my mate, his girlfriend, and her mum, then turned up at a house party at two in the morning several hours after everyone else had gone home.
I blame the grappa entirely.
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