Recipe of the Week: Lindsay Lohan

The recipe for the Lindsay Lohan is a red headed slut with coke.

Red Headed Slut

1 oz Jagermeister
1/2 oz Peach Schnapps
1/2 oz Cranberry Juice

Lindsay Lohan

Combine ingredients above, shake and strain and add a splash of coke on top.

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We Are All Brothers

These two brothers went out to celebrate the last day of being single.  The groom is the guy in the white shorts and the best man is the guy in blue.  After being brought back home by the limo, they staggered in doing the drunk person lean (you know the I hold you up and you hold me up walk).  Well the bestman was trying to get his brother to the bed, as you can see they never made it there.  One of the warmest parts on a mans body is his crotch area, we sometimes tend to sleep with our hands down there.  One of the other groomsman thought it would be funny to pose these two in such a position except in the others crotch.  I can only imagine what their reaction was when they woke up, or what the best man thought when he realized it was larger that normal.

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This story is merely my interpretation of "What Happened?" Stay tuned on Monday for the "Recipe of the Week: Lindsay Lohan."  If you're interested in becoming a bartender or want to learn more about bartending visit ubguide.bartenderseries.com

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Times Have Changed

In this story I’ll first take you back a few years to the 80’s and 90’s and bring you to the 2000’s.  You’ll understand what I mean by the end of the post.

I am a product of the 80’s so that’s all I can relate to, but I’ve heard stories from parents and grandparents of how things used to be.  For instance, the telephone, my grandparents didn’t have a telephone and when they finally got one it was one of those that you had to turn the handle on the side and be connected to an operator.  My parents had rotary dial phones (I remember those myself).  This brings me to the touch tone phone and the cell phone era.

I remember when there was no call waiting and all you heard was a busy signal.  You had to call over and over until you reached the person.  What about when the answering machine first came out?  Do you remember when call waiting first came out and you could finally talk as long as you want and not miss calls?  Oh here you go, how about *69? It was short lived but it still was a cool feature to have.  Then I remember when the cordless phone emerged and you didn’t need that 10 foot cord to go from room to room.

Ah yes, the cell phone.  My first cell phone was straight analog, all you could do was dial numbers and talk.  Nowadays you can practically deliver a baby with your cell phone (probably could with the face to face chat).  All of this brings me to the point of my story, one night at work I realized just how far we’ve come with technology and everything else.  I also remember how if you wanted to speak to someone, you had to ask what time they were going to be home so you could call them.  It used to be the first contact with someone after you exchange numbers is a phone call.  Nowadays it’s probably a text (I know I’m guilty of this).  But what I heard/saw this night took the first contact to another level.  This guy was speaking with this lady and instead of exchanging numbers they exchanged names?  But here’s why they did this, after the exchange occurred the guy said, “Facebook me.”  No longer is the first contact the phone or cellular device it’s evolving to social media!  Who would have ever thought people would be exchanging names instead of numbers?

Stay tuned on tomorrow for “What Happened?: We’re All Brothers”

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These stories are real accounts, so if you plan to drink and have a good time do so responsibly. Remember to call a cab or a friend because the cost of a DWI is way more than a $20 cab ride home. Also, if you plan or happen to take someone home use protection. For two reasons, one there are many STD’s floating out there and it only takes one to ruin your life or that of others. The second reason is because a $3 condom is less expensive then 18 years of raising a child. If you're interested in becoming a bartender or want to learn more about bartending visit ubguide.bartenderseries.com/