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I Enjoyed the Sweetness of a Well Made Irish Car Bomb

Baby Boomer Going Like Sixty Posted on by

When I read yesterday that some specialists were turning away clients who ordered an Irish Car Bomb, of course I had to have the local barman put together the ingredients for me last night.

In a tall glass fill about 5/8 full with Guinness, add a jigger of Jameson Irish Whiskey, then drop in a jigger of Bailey’s Irish Cream.

I can honestly say it was “not bad.” I’m not a big fan of Guinness, but the Jameson cut the taste, and having the sweetness of the Bailey’s sitting at the bottom of the pint left me with a good taste in my mouth.

But I didn’t order another.

I can understand those of Irish descent taking offense.  Imagine walking into a GI bar and ordering an IED: The ingredients might be: Budweiser, Jim Beam, and breast milk.

Not cool.

Or a Jewish Market Destroyer. Ingredients: Mogan David, Chivas (Kosher), and Giraffe Milk (also Kosher.)

Too soon.

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I Enjoyed the Sweetness of a Well Made Irish Car Bomb — 3 Comments

  1. Why, oh why is no one commenting?

    Granted, I am on crack this morning. I can’t leave a comment that makes sense to save my life. I blame the government.

    But you have to admit; this is fucking hilarious.

    For example, I live in the Bible Belt; and yes, it’s worse than in KY. I live in North Texas.

    so I wonder if I can walk into a bar (I even have to spend a dollar to join a “club” to buy alcohol in a bar here; it’s how we get around the liquor law) and order a “Christ on a Stick”.

    What could we put in there?

    Maybe make it like a Bloody Mary, throw in a roofie, and wake up three days later in a cave.
    .-= Absurdist´s last blog pithWhy Your Money Is In Good Hands In Banks =-.

  2. You are a champ. I love it when you fly by. Love your idea and your attitude.

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