In passing…

Overheard from two sorority girls as I walked past:
“Yeah, I’m totally bummed because I really wanted to go to the Jack Daniel’s tasting party tonight.”

First, it’s Thursday. Second, may I ask, what the fuck is a Jack Daniel’s tasting party? Is there any college student that doesn’t know what Jack Daniel’s taste like?

I wondered to myself: maybe there are different kinds of JD, different labels or something. So I looked it up. Nope, there’s just No. 7 Tennessee Whiskey.

I wondered: maybe these Jack Daniel’s tastings happen all the time, and I’ve never heard of them. I asked Google. They’ve heard of 2 “jack daniel’s tasting”, and one “jack daniels party”. That makes “wine tasting” about 120,000 times more popular.

I wonder why? Maybe because it only makes sense to have tastings of things you haven’t tried before—like the myriad types of wines, as opposed to something these frat guys drink every weekend. Stupid greek people.

9 Responses to “In passing…”

  1. Tomas Says:

    Eh, JD is sewage, not whiskey. But then again, Budweiser is pee, not beer.

  2. Ruthie Says:

    The Jack Daniel’s tasting party is something they teach Greeks about during inititation. Right before they spank us with paddles and subtract 50 points from our IQ’s, right?

  3. Zero Says:

    Whiskey sucks, bourbon rule. Marker’s Mark all the way!

  4. Todd Says:

    have you been talking to John, Aaron?

  5. Todd Says:

    by the way, Scotch is good.

  6. parker Says:

    Maybe they were referring to a johnnie walker party… i get spam emails all the time about thier promotional “events” at hotels downtown.

  7. evelyn Says:

    dude, did you overhear this today? because today is totally thursday and not wednesday.

  8. Aaron Says:

    Oops. Apparently I don’t know what day today is. Fixed it now. Thanks Eeps (Evelyn’s nickname (typing this really defeats the purpose of a nickname)).

  9. John Says:

    “Jack Daniel’s tasting party” sounds like a sorority euphemism designed to let a bunch of girls get absolutely blasted on whiskey and wake up in the morning feeling OK with themselves because they did it at something as classy as a “tasting party.”

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