I can be a lazy sonofabitch, sadly. I let something sit for a while, because I'm too autistic (not literally) to do things in a sensible and linear fashion.
Well, what do you know, it turned out good anyway.
I just turned a gallon of store-bought juice into actually fucking delicious 14%+ ABV fruit wine.
Tastes a fair bit like a brandy. And very on-brand for my current piratical mood.
I. MADE. GOOD. BOOZE.
Get on my level, scrubs.
Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me.
I'm glad it turned out good for you, my nigga. The problem with never drinking is never getting a taste for it to make any of it taste better than piss. So if it tastes good to you and its fun, that's all that matters.
I'll just keep raw dogging life. I don't even take more than a day or so's worth of my pain killers after surgery I'm so anti- anything.
Perhaps now you can work on your speech, and vocabulary.
"Nigga" is not a real word, it's you speaking like a nigger.
It amuses me to speak like a monkey, and I will continue to do so whenever the whim takes me.
We're taking it back.
I get it, and I respect it.