You Complete Bar Steward! 26.06.06

You Complete Bar Steward! 26.06.06

A wet hello for all you drink lovers’ out there. Danny Wallace here with another lovely YCBS!

Slammer of the Fortnight – Alien Nipple
Difficulty Rating: 3/5
Taste/s: Melon, Creamy, Butterscotch-ey…

Ingredients
1/2 oz Butterscotch schnapps
1/4 oz Bailey’s Irish cream
1/4 oz Midori melon liquor

Equipment
1 x 50ml Shot Glass

Instructions

Add the schnapps first, then layer on the Baileys. You might be best off using a spoon to layer it, as it’s easier then just pouring slowly and hoping it doesn’t sink. Once that’s done, drop the Melon Liquor into the glass. Then shoot.

A baby seal walks into a bar …

… and sits down. “What can I get you?” asked the bartender.

“Anything but a Canadian Club” replied the seal.

Cocktail of the Fortnight – The Admiral’s Passion

Difficulty Rating: 1/5
Taste/s: Exotic
Colour/s: Dark Orange

Ingredients
1 part Passoa (Passion Fruit Liquor)
1 part Lemonade
1 part Orange juice

Equipment
Cocktail Shaker

Instructions
1. Put all the ingredients into the Cocktail Shaker
2. Shake well, but be careful of the lemonade fizzing up.
3. Pour into a glass and you’re done!

A blind man walks into a bar with a seeing-eye dog…

… When the blind man reaches the centre of the bar, he snatches the dog up by his collar and starts swinging him around and around.

The bartender speaks up and says “Hey what the hell are you doing?”

The blind man says, “Just taking a look around..”

Last Orders…

So we come to the end of another YCBS!

Thanks for reading. I truly appreciate the opportunity to write about beer, cocktails and other assorted drinks. Nowhere else can you get this much enjoyment from writing than here on InsidePulse.

Cheers.

Danny Wallace.

Disclaimer: Any drinks you see on here are solely intended for your drinking pleasure. Danny Wallace, InsidePulse and any associated companies are in no way responsible for your actions once these drinks are consumed. If you call a copper a “piggy twat”, then end up getting the shit knocked out of you by 7 coppers with truncheons, in the back of a riot van… don’t blame us.