http://southerncomfort.com

[I was in the moment]

Right now, although I am not of legal age (fuck that shiiiit) I am enjoying a horrid yet "comfortable" mix of Southern Comfort.

I could down SOCO like water. Have before. Internet. Click.

Southerncomfort.com - Geniusness.

Front of the page, proof of age.

I think I will lie.

I passed!! After very briefly looking through this website I realized although it is nicely done, it's crap. Southern Comfort, or any liquor for that matter, is only good for one thing: drinking and waking up with 2 Swedish twins and vomit all over yourself... and the twins. They start yelling. They leave. You still have a boner. You just jack off to gay porn. Everyone does it...

YEAH. BETWEEN FRIENDS? THAT ONE ON THE LEFT WILL BE KISSING MY COCK LIKE THAT IN LIKE, MINUTES!!!

Anyway... No need for a website. It's a drink. It goes in your mouth. The only reason this has been an enjoyable visit at Southerncomfort.com is because I am drinking Southern Comfort at this very moment. I could not stand to look around at their egotistical retardation. Their website has pictures of guys hanging out by a pool.

SOUTHERN COMFORT? GUYS HANGING OUT AT A POOL?

I thought this was a manly liquor! Not one of those liquors you tell your wife you're going out to play poker with the guys and come back drunk after having drunk it. The liquor of first excuse? Fuck no. The liquor of last resort? Yeaaaahhh: "Honey, I'm going to get shit faced... go fuck yourself."

Drinks are for your mouth, not your ass or the internet. Enough said.--DEREK GAINES