Just ice.
"Make it neat."
On the rocks...
”
The panda holds up his hands and says “I was born with them”
A Scotsman wears a kilt and Walt Disney’
No? Then you sure as hell aren't babysitting my kid!
“It’s just a roll of tape, sir,” said the cashier at Staples.
She didn't like it.
Yeah, re-peat: my mistake
"Oooh. What year is it?"
"Well, it's 2014. But if we wait a bit it might change."
Barkeep: "What'll it be?"
Bear: "I'll have a scotch and....... ..... a soda."
Barkeep: "Coming right up, but curious, why the big pause, there?"
Bear: holds up arms and looks at them "I don't know. I've had them my whole life."
Great Scotch!
More specifically, two glasses .... of scotch
(Credit: Norm Macdonald Live)
Luckily, I was able to fix it with my scotch tape!
He walks over to the bar and sits down with a heavy sigh.
Bartender: "Hey buddy, why the long fa-"
Pony: "Cut the shit. We've all heard that one. Glass of scotch. Warm. No ice."
The bartender hastily complies and the pony promptly downs it in a single shot.
Pony: "Ahhh I needed that."
Bartender: "Imagine so. You look like you've had a long day."
Pony: "Nah. I'm just a little hoarse."
"Have you been in any wisky situacions?" My dad awnsered with "Not realy, I'm more of a scotch person."
Cool until you get the urge to throw them over a cliff
Ya, they either smell like Butt or Scotch
Hop Scotch
Scotch tape
Great scotch!
He said “Scotch on the Rocks”
While reading an article about fathers and sons drinking together, I remembered the time I took my daughter out for her first drink.
Off we went to our local bar only two blocks from the house.
I got her a Guinness. She didn't like it, so I drank it.
Then I got her a Killian's she didn't like that either, so I drank it.
Finally, I thought she might like some Harp Lager? She didn't. I drank it.
I thought maybe she'd like whiskey better than beer so we tried a Jameson's; nope!
In desperation, I had her try that 25 year old Glenfiddich. The bar's finest scotch. She wouldn't even smell it. What could I do but drink it!
By the time I realized she just didn't like to drink, I was so shit-faced I could hardly push her stroller back home!!!
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[edited for spelling. sorry to offend.]
Scotch.
ill take a scotch life has been ruff...
The sun shone into my office through the lowered blinds all clumsy like, fumbling through the gaps between the venetian slats like a drunk fishing for loose change in his pockets; trying to see if he has money enough for one last drink or maybe the bus ride home.
The dame looked me up and down, clearly disappointed by what sat in front of her. I didn’t blame her. Three days of salt and pepper stubble clung to my my crude boxer’s jaw and the bags under my eyes were so big half the bums downtown could sleep in there and not even know anyone else was with 'em. That was ok. This broad wasn’t hiring me for my looks and I wasn’t looking to her for approval. We both knew what brought her in here, it was the name on the door.
Max Dad P.I. - that’s me. Private Investigator’s sure not the profession my mother would have picked out for me, but it keeps me in whisky and it keeps a roof over my head and that’ll do for now. The dame parted those cherry red lips of hers as she took another pull on that just-lit cigarette and nervously stubbed it out in the ashtray. My eyebrows knit together slightly. I hate seeing things go to waste.
“So as I was saying, Mr Dad,” she began.
“Please, call me Max”
“Alright, Max… well, as I was saying, my bag is missing. Stolen, I think. I urgently need it back. Shall I describe it to you?”
“No that’s alright miss. You got nothing to worry about,” I replied, sliding a bottle out of the desk drawer and pouring a big slug of scotch into to my morning coffee, “I’m sure it’ll be a brief case.”
Scotch whiskey.
My Dad's favorite joke:
A polar bear walks into a bar and sits on a stool. The barkeep asks him, "What'll it be?" The polar bear says, "I'll have a scotch......................... and a bourbon" The barkeep asks, "what's with the big pause?" The polar bear answers, "I was born with them!"
[cue groan track]
Waiter: what can I get you to drink? Dad: I'll take some butterscotch. Light on the butter, heavy on the scotch.
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The panda holds up his hands and says “I was born with them”
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The panda holds up his hands and says “I was born with them”
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The panda holds up his hands and says “I was born with them”
