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Friday, October 22, 2010

Virginia Lightning

Here we have the utterly horrendous Virginia Lightning corn whiskey.  This is the perfect liquor to pour for someone if you either hate them or want a better than average chance of watching them vomit.  Rarely have I had as awful an experience drinking a liquor as I have with this vile fluid.
Virginia Lightning is described simply enough as:
 Virginia Lightning is a traditional fresh corn whiskey (moonshine).  It is twice-distilled the old fashioned way with home grown corn.
Strangely, they leave out the part where it tastes like a cross between rubbing alcohol, a tetanus infected foot, and a tire iron to the face.....basically it tastes awful.
Bought for a "white trash" party (of course) Virginia Lightning quickly went from a fun, "hey let's have a shot and try it" drink to a "bring that near me and I'll stab you" drink.  The only good use I've found for this liquor is Molotov cocktails tricking friends into having a shot by telling them it's something, literally anything, else and taking pictures of their expressions as they either try to hold down vomit or become homicidal right before your eyes.  About the only positive thing I can say about Virginia Lightning is it will definitely get you drunk at a pretty impressive speed, which has everything to do with the fact that it is 50% alcohol by volume (100 proof).  However, if you need to get drunk so bad and so fast that you reach for the Virginia Lightning, it might be time to seek out a meeting or two in your area.
In case you're wondering, you should not try this......for any reason.  If you really want to experience the same basic taste and effects of Virginia Lightning, go to your bathroom and have a shot of rubbing alcohol and then smash yourself in the face with your own shoe for being stupid.  If someone offers you some Virginia Lightning, punch them directly in the throat and run in the opposite direction as fast as you can and seek shelter.

1 comment:

  1. FFS, grow a pair, this is like mother's milk compared to the 180 proof firewater I grew up with. Pansies.

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