Drink Whiskey With Designated Drivers

I never realized how great having a designated driver would be. It is not that I would ever get behind the wheel drunk, that is the absolute stupidest thing anyone can do. But instead I would just sit tight. I would go to one establishment and spend the night until I hopped in a cab or found a bus, train, or ferry to get me back home. Now however I have recruited an amazing friend who simply does not drink. I know what you are thinking, how could anyone have fun hanging around a bunch of people after a few swigs of bourbon whiskey, but this friend not only doesn't mind he embraces the whole thing. It is as if he has a supernatural ability to have fun. Without the aid of a few swigs of the best single malt scotch he is able to tear it up and then drive everyone home.

This past Saturday for example, we loaded up the car with whiskey I had purchased online. Our plan was to hit up a bar or two and then head over to our friend's pool party, which was occurring in what could best be described as a mansion. We hit up the bars and danced a huge chunk of the night away passing around a flask filled to the brim with single malt whiskey. As the sweaty clubs and bars got to be too much, sometime around 3am we checked in on the pool party. Still going strong but running low on kosher liquor. Well luckily we had case in the trunk as we mentioned filled with all the colors of the alcoholic rainbow. Wines, single malt whiskey, single malt scotch, bourbon and more.

As soon as we arrived our case of discount liquor(purchased online at a discount liquor store) the party exploded. It was obviously on it's last legs but we hit that pool like a defibrillator to the chest. The part like some previously unconscious person jolted back to life immediately. Pants were discarded and the pool was full of attractive young folks hanging out. The party with it's boost of kosher liquor ended up going until around 9 in the morning when party animals started falling asleep in deck chairs, on couches, on party animal made his home on top of the washer dryer. Me and my designated driver friend still had a little fight in us. We headed over to the local diner for a little bit of breakfast. We each ordered omelets and when we finished I got the check. He earned it.