My fellow inebriates,
I have neglected you this year.
For most of 2018 you’ve been left to your own devices to select the most badass wines, beers, spirits and liqueurs.
I have no excuses, except for being dumb, perpetually drunk and decidedly not opposedly thumbed. So you have my deepest apologies, and those of my parents, who really suck for letting my blog lapse. I mean, they have thumbs.
For you, my wonderful readers, a Christmas gift:
OMG, my fellow inebriates, can you believe it? My parents have really let me down this season. I’m supposed to be commandeering Oprah’s Favorite Things, showing you how to make nasty liqueurs out of cheap Canadian whisky, and being the usual nuisance. But my parents SUCK, they really do. Supposedly there is just no time for poor little LB and his capsizing blog.
I’m practicing typing with my paws, but you know, it kind of looks like this:
So….until the alcohol starts flowing again at LBHQ, here are some lovely ideas for making your holidays festive. Martha Stewart would envy this stuff, my fellow inebriates!