"Used Car Smell" - Ingredients:
- 1 part Gin
- 2 parts Lapsang Souchong
- 1 freedom fry
- 1 penny
- cigarette butts to garnish
DukeOEarl: So since you can't see the penny from the picture above, here is another:
Tea_Pain: That tea is worse than genocide. I need Peach Schnapps to make it better! The Lapsang burns your mouth more than the gin!
DukeOEarl: This /t/ is to my tongue what 1915 was for Armenians.
Tea_Pain: My taste buds were marched through the desert with no food. This is the Bataan Death March of /T/.
DukeOEarl: This tea proves that the Holocaust happened; it's like Nazi Germany in my mouth.
Tea_Pain: This /t/ea is like Nagasaki in 1946.
DukeOEarl: This tea should be hung at Nuremberg.
Tea_Pain: If my taste buds are the Lakota, this /t/ea is Wounded Knee.
DukeOEarl: Pol Pot would enjoy this /t/.
Tea_Pain: This /t/ was Anne Frank's saboteur.
DukeOEarl: This /t/ is like the vice of a Dostoevsky protagonist.
Tea_Pain: Wasn't this /t/ what Uncle Tom's Cabin was about?
DukeOEarl: I can't believe Howard Zinn forgot to write about this shit. It would've saved us a lot of pain. And suffering.
Tea_Pain: Someone give me Peach Schnapps and kill me so that I never have to taste this again.
What: "Used Car Smell"
Taste: the Ford Pinto of tea
Repeat Drinkability: -infinity (Someone divided by zero)
Manliness: ??? (I don't even...)