I was sitting with a friend this summer, on a terrace. We were sipping on double jack on the rocks (hey, he was paying, so whatever!) enjoying the good weather when all of the sudden..
dun dun dun
A drunk guy, in his mid 30's came to sit with us, thinking we were two chicks. My friend was wearing a gay leopard scarf, I don't blame him.. He felt bad, so he paid us a pint each.
Sooooo, we started talking about music, and how we reminded him of his youth.. One thing led to another and he ended up bringing us to t
his fancy scotch
place.
LONG STORY SHORT, on the menu, there were half ounces, where the cheapest scotch was like 7$, and an ounce, where the cheapest was 15$. There was even a scotch that costed 450$ per ounce.
The only time I tasted real scotch, it was coo'.
cool story bro