Can't drink Bourbon. It goes back to Christmas Day 1966 and an unfortunate collision between Montagnard rice wine (complete with insects) and the bottle of 4 roses I stuck into my jungle fatigue trouser pockets to retaliate against the Montagnards making me drink that warmed over p---s.

I fell in love with Scotch in Pakistan in 1975 - the Pak Army at the time ran not on gasoline but on Scotch Whiskey before the Zia Coup against Bhutto. Can't drink it much any more. Am now limited to the occasional Vodka. But scotch whiskey is smoke and acid and an inescapable addiction. I also guess most of the South has Scot ancestry . . .at least it used to be except for Baldwin and Huntsville Counties in Alabama which are German. . . before the flood of Yankee migrant refugees seeking a better life.

Last edited by Argo44; 12/08/23 12:08 AM.
Baluch are not Brahui, Brahui are Baluch