A friend and I went for lunch in Soho recently. One thing to another and suddenly it was 8pm and I was in the Pillars of Hercules staring into the smooth golden depths of a glass of Fireball Whiskey. It’s a cinnamon and whiskey blended liquor that tastes like a pecan pie fucked a Snickerdoodle cookie after three quarters of a bottle of JD.
Soundtrack: Dead Man’s Bones – Lose Your Soul.
