I’ve always wanted to buy a 55gal keg of Ezra. I’d even drive up to get it.
Many years ago, I drank bourbon.
Southern Comfort, specifically.
And then, one night, I was in a roadhouse, really ripped on it and a biker who looked like Sam Elliot casually remarked that bourbon tastes like cough syrup.
I never drank it again.
[you can fill in the blank of *why* yourself]
;D