Date: June, 2012
Whisky: Macallan Cask Strength, Laphroaig 18 y.o., ADR Bowmore 15 y.o., Sheep Dip 1990 Old Hebridean, Octomore Orpheus, SMWS 33.114 ‘Sweet Versus Savoury’, Auchentoshan Valinch 2011
Rum: Ron de Jeremy
Aww, man. Theme nights. So much win and so much fail. The best laid plans of mice and men, and all that…
So…after a helluva night for ‘The Wicker Man’, I was hoping to ratchet it up again here for this one. What subject could possibly allow more thematic fun than zombies? Nothing! And trust me…there was play a’plenty. And therein lies the problem. Too many distractions.
Two little bits of contest fun were set up to get the night rolling. First up…a ‘Cell’ quiz. Come on, lads…do you actually pay attention when you read these books or just gloss over and pray for the end? The way it went down: all the guys settled in with pen and paper and had to answer 20 questions related to the book. Jay was running a bit late and showed up about halfway through quiz time. He picked up his ‘homework’…scribbled for a few seconds…and got more right than any of the others. WTF?! Winner number 1.
Contest two…Ahhh…the fun stuff. How do you take down a zombie? Why, a head shot of course! The walls were liberally plastered in decaying zombie heads (one from Zombi, one from NotLD, one from TWD, a wrestling zombie and a Spock zombie). Each of the guys had to take a turn with dart guns (pistol and rifle) taking out the brain. Tense, tense sh*t, I tells ya. In the end, though…Chris took top honors as marksman. I’ll be calling him when the inevitable zombie apocalypse gets rolling.
Now…the winners were brought out back to find two graves laid out under the deck, and told to pick one each. Beneath each headstone was a bloody sheet-wrapped ‘corpse’ containing something cool. The details…hmm…for club members only.
Maltmonster joined us again this eve as a guest, in what is becoming sort of an honorary Liquorature membership for nights I host. Always fun…always one to contribute to the inebriation and to the evening’s humor…and a guy who freaking loves the thematic theatrics. Couldn’t ask for a better contributor.
For edibles I tossed some carcass on the grill. Couldn’t have a zombie night without gnawing the meat off the bone, could we now?
Whiskies on offer this eve? Well…there were a lot of ‘em. See the notes above for the full outlay. Variety is the spice of life.
And the rum? Well…depending on your take, we either took it up a notch this eve or sunk to rock bottom. Ron de Jeremy. That’s right. A rum named for the king o’ swing, The Hedgehog, himself!
Randoms: Barry sitting in … Lester or the atheist … Shooting contest … quiz … “The premise was pretty cute” – Barry … “Of course you did, you f*cking idiot, you’re in a Stephen King book!” – Clint … Pick your apocalypse … Buckteeth … “Actually have a part…in nine parts”.