Dangit, that’s a bit of a drive. Hm. I have a few swallers left of some good stuff... can’t remember the name, probably can’t spell it either. Tastes like seaweed & iodine, strained through a campfire. We’ll have a Toast my Friend!
Iowa?! Well you are plum off the edge of the map! We will drink deeply over the plight of our enemies on Tuesday. I pledge it.
Sounds like Laphroaig Triple Wood...