Did the Warwickshire militia, who were chiefly artisans, teach the Irish to drink beer, or did they learn from the Irish how to drink whiskey?
I like whiskey. I always did, and that is why I never drink it.
I think booze is a good ritual. I think knocking back a shot of whiskey does calm the nerves and helps a lot.
Drown in a cold vat of whiskey? Death, where is thy sting?
As adults we try to relax from the never-ending quest for reason and order by drinking a little whiskey or smoking whatever works for us, but the wisdom isn't in the whiskey or the smoke. The wisdom is in the moments when the madness slips away and we remember the basics.
What else could I tell them? I like my women like I like my whiskey: 12 years old and mixed up with coke.
I have never in my life seen a Kentuckian who didn't have a gun, a pack of cards, and a jug of whiskey.
Boy, a drive-through liquor store. God bless America! A place where you can drive through and buy whiskey, beer. . . just the thing for that drunk driver who's constantly on the go. Cant stop now! I've got places to go, people to hit!
Stop your nonsense and drink your whiskey!
We sat around and I fed them barbecue and whiskey. And pretty soon everyone started to compete with each other on the guitars. It seemed the more everyone drank and ate, the more everyone got into it.
There's nothing better for hosting a show than a bunch of people daytime-whiskey drunk.
Whiskey just naturally likes me but beer likes me better.
A Christian might drink only ginger ale at the tavern bar, but there he is already on the way to drinking beer and whiskey. The girl who attends a ball but never dances a step, will soon surrender her body to the lustful embrace of every casual male acquaintance as other dancers do.
There were happy days, with watermelon, and sad days of whiskey.
We come late, if at all, to wine and philosophy: whiskey and action are easier.
We make our own whiskey and our own smoke, too. Ain't too many things these ole boys can't do.
Seventeen whiskeys. A record, I think.
I'm drowning in whiskey river.
It is a great paradox and a great injustice that writers write because we fear death and want to leave something indestructible in our wake and, at the same time, are drawn to all the things that kill: whiskey and cigarettes, unprotected sex, and deep-fried burritos.
Vodka is a wonderful drink. You can drink so much of it without being as hung over as you would if you were drinking one of the brown liquors - the whiskeys and such. It's a great drink to go with appetizers.
