Please read this fantastic, short, yet fulfilling tale of a young pimp's stay at Rikers Island.
Rikers Island Story
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6 comments:
mostly neat or dry for me
no ice
if it's bad scotch than ice is needed
no but you should try and get a picture of yourself in a robe smoking a pipe and hang it in your livin room
I have a small bottle of the Glenfiddich. Good stuff.
Either way works. Ice or no ice, it's all good. But I do agree the better the scotch the less need for ice.
Johnnie Walker Blue... $160 a bottle.
Holy crap!
yeah dude but it's awesome
i only drink it on speacial occasions, actually i haven't even opened it yet
It's just one of those really feel-good stories ... reminds me of that one scene in Bachelor Party ...
Wow! Yet another reason why it pays to abide by the law.
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