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This is the drink of the devil. My gf and I were making Jello shots last night for our boating trip this weekend, and I decided to pick up an extra bottle so we could drink some ice picks while we made the shots. Never again. Never drink cheap vodka til the wee hours of the morning. The headache just isn't going anywhere.

you might as well be doing this

never drink Popov vodka is the lesson of the day

lol this rant is the equivalent of ordering a turd sandwich then complaining taste. What the heck did you think was going to happen?

i remember my dad once "scolding" me for using cheap vodka

What's an Ice Pick, btw?

Michael wrote:lol this rant is the equivalent of ordering a turd sandwich then complaining taste. What the heck did you think was going to happen?

Ya know how you start the evening with just a little vodka to kill the horrible taste and by the end of the night your glass is half vodka/half iced tea? Man, I felt good at the time. I should've know better.

An empty Popov bottle, Sweatpants, and the lobby of a dorm make for some pretty funny drunk times.

TabascoElvis wrote:What's an Ice Pick, btw?

It's just iced tea and vodka.

longhornbaseball wrote:An empty Popov bottle, Sweatpants, and the lobby of a dorm make for some pretty funny drunk times.

Fess up, longhorn. I wanna hear this.

Tambourine Man wrote:

longhornbaseball wrote:An empty Popov bottle, Sweatpants, and the lobby of a dorm make for some pretty funny drunk times.

Fess up, longhorn. I wanna hear this.

Who doesn't love a 12 incher (bottle in your pants)?

Tambourine Man wrote:

longhornbaseball wrote:An empty Popov bottle, Sweatpants, and the lobby of a dorm make for some pretty funny drunk times.

Fess up, longhorn. I wanna hear this.

Oh its not a very funny sober story. Just a stupid drunk idiot and his stupid drunk friends who thought it would be hilarious to go ask the security guard at the front desk for their room key while one of them sported a giant Popov boner. Of course the security guard is obligated to report the drunken shenanigans to the Res. Life director. That's how I got my first and only right up. I was super stealthy after that.