Adaptive Curmudgeon

The Zombie Apocalypse Has Arrived

I’ve been off-grid a couple weeks, during which time I’ve successfully avoided most news. Ignorance is bliss. However, a huge tragic event happened while I was unaware.

Yesterday, I logged onto wifi, idly clicked to Knuckledraggin My Life Away, and found this. Holy shit!

This isn’t just the loss of bourbon, it’s the loss of my favorite brand of bourbon. This ‘aint plastic jugs of Jack Daniels, it’s (in my opinion) one of the smoother bourbons. I’m surprised I didn’t feel a disturbance in the force.

I only have a tiny swig left in my flask (jammed in the truck’s tool box… for emergencies only) and a couple bottles in the pantry back at home. I need to stock up now… before there’s a shortage! Oh sure, they say it’s not going to cause a shortage but they could be lying! I’m not risking it! What’s worse, I’m nowhere near a decent liquor store and I know I can’t find it near my home.

This is my version of a survivalist’s nightmare. Plenty of food, guns, and ammo but low on good bourbon.

If you’re of a mind, now might be a good time to pick up a bottle of 1792.

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