- Dec 27, 2004
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I was at my friends the other day and he has quite a collection of Jack Daniels bottles, so I got to searching. Searching for the oldschool real Jack Daniels...and 'lo, near the begining of said collection lay a few bottles of the devine necter, the real JD, 45% of Alchoholocaust. Seeing these bottles again in all their glory really made me upset with the current state of JD, and how they wimped out and pussified the abv down to 40%. This is not a mans man drink anymore, its now all of the status/none of the effort. Before if you horked down a bottle of JD in its 45% glory days, you had some bragging rights. "You single handedly tapped out a bear in a no holds bar wrestling match? Well my friend, I single handedly tapped out a bottle of JD!". Now its mearly a sham, a fake, a shadow of its prior glory. If anybody ever brags to you about their elite Jack Daniels swigging skills, do them a favor and remind them how this is not the feat it once was in there fathers time (or even just a few years ago), and to sit down and contemplate the blasphemy that is lowering the alchohol content of such an elustrious beverage. When they finally come to there senses, be there for them to cry on my friends.