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The Three Evilest Shots You’ll Ever Drink

If you’re the type of person who enjoys this blog, then I’m just gonna jump right in there, take a shot in the dark and guess that you probably don’t mind a drink from time to time.

You don’t mind a drink from time to time, you don’t mind going out with your friends and maybe doing a sneaky tequila or two, you have nothing against that. You don’t mind opening a fine bottle of wine and drinking the whole thing by yourself, that’s fine by you, and you don’t mind taking a hip flask of whisky to work everyday and taking large gulps under your desk when no one’s looking, you know, just to steady your hands a little.

 

 

We don’t judge here at Them’s Fightin’ Words, well unless you’re MTN, The Parlotones, 30 Seconds To Mars, a fascist pig, or any number of other things that irritate the shit out of me. I like drunks though, so you guys are safe.

In fact, a lot of my good friends are well accomplished drunks, and I’ve followed their drinking careers in some cases right from the first drink I forced them to down. You know where you stand with a drunk because the second they’ve had a few, THE TRUTH starts flowing like a fountain of milk and honey from their wet, booze soaked lips, usually with hilarious consequences.

Also, I love watching the body language of truly wasted people, especially when they’re trying to get some ass. Take this one friend of mine for example, we’ll just call him X, to avoid an awkward conversation later today. When he’s nice and lubed up he’ll approach his target, leaning backward at an angle of 45 degrees from the floor. Then once he’s made his approach, he’ll straighten up to a respectable 90 degree angle, occasionally wavering forward to 100 and backward to 80.

God help his target if she shows any kind of interest because then it’s balls to the wall, 135 degree forward leaning, right up there in her personal space. Now it’s her turn to lean backward at 45 degrees. It’s like some bizarre mating ritual perpetuated by two similarly charged magnets.

 

 

So anyway, I decided for today’s post I’d share a few priceless nuggets of information I gathered whilst living in Grahamstown and studying at Rhodes University, Where Leaders Learn… To Drink.

And no, I don’t know your friend’s sister Kirsty who went there to study a BSC, or your mate Rhino who was part of the surf club so let’s not even go there ok? I went to Rhodes I remember NO ONE! I leave all that remembering bullshit up to other people cause yesterday’s got nothin’ for me, pictures that I’ll always see, time just fades the pages in my book of memories.

Here are the three EVILEST shots ever invented. I sincerely hope you never have to drink any of these. Rhodes students invented these. Yeah, that bad.

 

THE MOTHERFUCKER

 

 

Not a very original name for a shot, I’ll be the first to admit that, but when you’re caught in the hazy deluge of a three-day drinking binge, these things seldom matter.

For this particularly potent assault on sobriety, you’ll need the following:

  • 1 x double shot glass
  • 1 x shot of absinthe
  • 1 x shot of stroh rum
  • 1 x draught glass
  • 1 x lighter
  • 1 x bent straw

Ok? Are you picking up what I’m laying down here? It goes like this: You pour the absinthe and stroh into the shot glass and light it. You hold the draught glass upside down over the flaming mess, catching as many fumes as possible before putting the draught glass down over the shot glass, thus neatly extinguishing said flaming mess. Carefully sneak the shot glass out from the draught glass, being careful not to let the fumes escape and SMASH the shot in your face.

Then, quick as possible, put the short end of the bent straw under the draught glass and suck the fumes in like a bong hit. I watched someone pass out instantly when doing this once, so maybe tie yourself to something first.

 

THE SAMURAI

 

 

Specially designed for the shoe-string budget drinker, this is by far the MOST FUCKED you’ll ever get on one shot. I’ve been there. I have the scars to prove it.

For this suicidally retarded foray into drunken oblivion, you’ll need the following:

  • 1 x shot of stroh rum
  • 1 x shot glass FULL of sugar
  • 1 x round slice of lemon, with rind

Can you see where this is going? I think you can see where this is going. This is going straight to shit, do not pass go, do not collect 200.

First empty the entire shot glass of sugar into your mouth. You’ll be surprised how much sugar a shot glass can hold. Swill it around a little to get it moist and then pop the entire lemon slice, rind and all into your mouth and chew it up but good.

By this stage your mouth will be so full your cheeks will be in real danger of rupturing. Now somehow get that shot of stroh in there and swallow the lot. Sit down for 15 minutes and for god’s sake, no matter how ‘fine’ you feel, DON’T drink anything else. Now stand up, walk around a little and marvel at how completely wasted you’ve just become.

Make an educated decision at this point, ask yourself ‘Can I handle any more booze?’ O’course y’can! Ffffaahk!

This will be the last thing you remember.

 

THE SACRED SHIT OF SATAN

 

 

This shot should not be drunk by ANYONE. It was invented by barmen at Champs Action Bar shortly before the place was closed down. Champs was frequented mainly by truck drivers, correctional services officers, criminals and students who were into metal and didn’t mind spending their evenings watching people fight one another with broken bottles and screwdrivers (true story).

So anyway, there is nothing cute or clever about this shot. To make it you need:

  • 1 x double shot glass
  • Bit of tequila
  • Throw in some stroh rum
  • Fuck it, why not some whisky
  • Vodka’s definitely a winner
  • Some amarula cream so it can curdle instantly
  • And why not finish that bad boy off with a healthy dollop of Tobasco sauce?

Does that sound like fun to you? I had no idea what it was when I bought it because I was already pretty hammered. The sign behind the bar said ‘Don’t be a pussy! Try The Sacred Shit Of Satan.’

‘I’m no goddam pussy!’ I slurred, ‘gimme Satan’s shit!’

Yeah. Boy did I regret that decision.

So there you have it guys, three fun ways to spend a night slurring incoherently, hitting on ugly strangers and starting fights that trust me, you’ll lose.

Hahaha! Good times I tell ya, good times 🙂

-ST

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7 Responses to “The Three Evilest Shots You’ll Ever Drink”


  1. February 17, 2010 at 10:25 am

    Don’t forget the “shot of warm beer from a sweaty ball box” – completely evil. Speaking of which, we still have a gap on our office paintball team…

  2. 2 @Supa_Dan
    February 17, 2010 at 11:44 am

    Ok so I used to part time in this bar on Bellville Rock City’s infamous Edward Street. This was the place to go to to get off your tits, cheap drinks most of the time, hordes of people trying to out-drunk each other, etc, etc.

    Now the place had a shot list, and the bartenders? We had a “black list” – seven prime examples hardly anyone should drink but more often than one would expect you’d get some drunk dude pulling up to the counter… “Hey dude, itsh liiike my buds birfday and we wanna get him sooo wasted” And before you could say “Please puke outside” there it’ll be, on the counter, a marvel from the Black List. We seldom charged as we kinda felt guilty at times but mostly cos he had more fun seeing who could get the record pukes on one night. If they didn’t make it to the bathroom or outside – double points!

    I know you are wondering, and the answer is yes! One guy did have a go at the whole list. All seven gulped down through the course of that evening and no, I am not sure he is still alive.

    Among my contribution to the Black List is something we call Mike’s Suprise – its not that hectic, simple and quite fun to watch. Best works on sober people.

    double or single shot glass (single works better)
    Fill half with absinthe
    Top up with beer (Black Label is perfect)
    Smash it quickly

    Doesn’t sound bad hey? But what happens is you get fizzy beer in your mouth first and the absinthe smacks you straight at the bottom, back of your throat!

    mmmm…

  3. February 17, 2010 at 11:15 pm

    I enjoy the occassional Boston Line. Copyright James Hobbo Hobson:
    1 shot tequila
    1 shot vodka
    suitcase
    jäger bomb
    strawpedo
    line the fuckers up and smash.in.your.FACE!

  4. 4 Devmanjaro
    February 19, 2010 at 8:16 am

    Guns ‘n Roses today?…smaak it broken!

  5. February 19, 2010 at 12:55 pm

    Don’t forget the Tequila Stuntman!
    The idea is to snort the salt, drink the tequila and then squeeze the lemon into your eye. Needless to say, the Tequila Stuntman isn’t a very popular shot.

  6. 6 Lopes
    February 19, 2010 at 2:48 pm

    Lol… Claymation Satan… That’d make an awesome band name! \m/ Ah man… I remember walking up with 1x red eye and 1x blocked nostril after stuntmen at Buffalo…

  7. 7 itwasevil
    February 22, 2010 at 11:14 am

    1 x single shot glas (double if you want to die)
    1/3 stroh
    1/3 absinthe
    1/3 tequila

    was called satins whisperer or something….i would like to say im never doing it again but i say that all the time :/


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