Podunk Wish
I didn't care about gulping down as much beer and whiskey as possible. my ex-girlfriend for the previous several months suddenly decided to break up one month after she moved away to rivière.
Mongrel's Memoirs: Malloy Part 1
Mongrel took a drag, blowing a cloud of pungent smoke, before he sipped his whiskey. "ahhhh, that's goddamn great," he sighed, leaning back into his rocker once more.
Death from the Shadows - Friday, July 7th, 2197
"well, when i started drinking it was whiskey, which was what my old man drank. whiskey...i guess i would go through a fifth a day plus whatever i would order at the bar. when i moved back in with my brothers, i started drinking beer.
Rider's Bond: Hunter - Chapter 7: Closer
It was whiskey, but the recipe needed some work. hunter took turns with the bottle, pouring some into his mouth then pouring some into the dragon's moth. he never would've guessed her to be a whiskey person, but she seemed to enjoy the unrefined taste.
You May Lick The Bride - 1
I asked for a whisky without even thinking about it, the strong drink was stronger then what i was used, but the day deserved something special.
The Gray Ranger: Unforgiven, Chapter Two
The gravelly voice broke through kulgan's trance, and he jumped, spilling whiskey across the table and onto the floor.
Self-Preservation
Who shall i see lost in beer what shall i fear lost in whiskey who shall i see lost in beer what shall i fear wendy torrance clicked the paper up more, to read the same lines, over, and over.
Life Goes On: Part 5 - Rescued at Last!
Keying the mike kyle said "...uhhhh... hey fox trot 3-1 this is the survivors in walmart, er uh, whiskey mike. we'll be out in a few, got some wounded to attend to.
Diary of Balto Mercer Ch1 Part 4
"excuse me; could you get my friend here some whiskey?" "thank you." "i just thought you deserved one, considering you haven't had one in ten years." i quickly got my whiskey, and quickly downed it, reveling in the buzz of my old friend.
Good Enough/Crossroads Chapter 18
But what drew chance's attention was the mostly-empty bottle of dark whiskey that the coach had attempted to hide behind a computer monitor on his desk. the coach stood and walked around the desk.
Soul Drinking - Part 4
Satan chuckled once more, pulling another glass of whiskey out of thin air and taking a sip. "but yes, i approve and blah blah blah."
Goodnight, Winston
One night, he sat in a bar, sipping his whisky with his hood pulled snuggly over his ears. his fur was a little shaggy; he had forgone the shower last night. he glumly stared into oblivion, his thoughts racing around his mind.