Information by Dave Neal. Formatting by Solace
Okay, chummers -- a lot of you Clydes out there are hip-deep in Dullsville, right? So I took pity on you and decided to put a how-to on some of my fave drinks, so you can recreate the magic.
Don't be looking for your Hendrixes, Joplins, or Lizard Kings here, chumps. These are vintage drinks, classic recipes over a hundred years old. You want to hang with the squares, drink yer Scuds, MIAs, or your Molotovs. You want to swing, then read on.
Next time you think it's going to rain, you'll be able to make a little hey-hey and swing with the best of them, namely me.
Eightball
Mister Metric
[*Thanks*, Professor.]
Ned Ludd
Now, cocktails usually come before a meal, and should be dry, to stimulate your appetite. Sweeter cocktails are okay if you're in the company of Clydes who aren't regular drinkers, with more emphasis on fruit juices and sweetening to soften the hammer of the booze.
You can spot a sophisticated drinker by the liquor-to-sweetening ratio in their cocktails; newbies load up with juice and what-not, whereas seasoned pros go straight-up.
[ScREw all thESe dRiNks,
man! Why mess Wit BooZe whEn you can FLy wIth sTronGer FUeL??!]
Dusthead
[Think you just answered
your own question.]
Mr. Lizard
Mission Harry
[Pffff...whatever.]
Lady Luck
[*burrrrrrrrrrppp* <<AUDIO
FILE 'BURP': 3MP>>]
Sgt. Snocker
Below are some time-tested drink recipes for all you wannabes out there out to have a good time. You ought to have a fully-stocked wet bar, and a variety of glasses. Go for the ones with stems, cuz they let the drinks stay ice-cold longer. Don't make drinks in advance of company; that's way square. Rather, mix'em up when the folks are actually there. Have everything ready, though, so you don't look like a chump prepping everything!
[Heard this one's popular
in Bugtown.]
Chuckles
[Ar ar ar.]
Pesto
Mr. Lizard
[Whoopee doo, Clyde! This
is a drink for amateurs, I swear. Good if you've got a sweet tooth, but
not for much else! Fuck Eightball!]
Q-Ball
[Been there, done that!]
Sindy
[Me, too!]
Bunny
[How come you never call,
Eight?]
Lana
[Yeah, Eight I @412d3
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[My personal favorite.]
Dino
[I ordered 83 of these
once, just to piss off some corp twerps -- didn't drink a one; but left
the fraggers one heavy tab.]
The Chairman
[You did it your way...]
Sammy D'Jour
[I always have my vodka
martinis stirred, thank you very much.]
SMERSH
[Figures.]
Modesty Blaise
[Hey, you affiliated with
SMERF, by any chance?]
Gumshoe
Velocity Grrrl
[Heyyyyyy, baby -- I'm game for anything you're playing...]
Swanky Sammy
[Mercer Island, baby; two weeks.]
Eightball
[I put you down in my books, Eight. Don't be late.]
Velocity Grrrl
[Oh, I'll be there, baby.]
Eightball
[Well well well, the Magic Man his bad self; how 'bout it, bitch? You wanna go? I'll show you who's got the yarbles around here! Eightball, corner pocket <<AUDIO FILE 'BILLIARD SOUND': 4 MP>>]
Q-Ball
[Your funeral, Q-Tip. I'll send you and your sorry excuse for a car back to Indy 500 giftwrapped and autographed. You want to play with the A Team, though, you gotta cough up 500 K, you shiv?]
Eightball
[I'm in, bitch. Slot me if I'll miss out on this one.]
Q-Ball
[Damn riggers -- looks like a hormonal imbalance from here ...]
Solace
[Egg whites in cocktails?
Oh, yarf!]
Prudence
[Careful with this one,
chummers -- pal o' mine, Scorn, singed off his eyebrows making this one.
He said, 'hey everybody, check THIS out!' and next thing we knew, he slips,
spills the crap on himself, his face is on fire and he's screaming for
somebody to put it out. Doc Fingers says the scars'll heal up pretty well,
but he's no beauty queen these days.]
Solace
[Oh, I just told him that
so he wouldn't feel so bad.]
Doc Fingers
[With "pals" like that,
who needs enemas?]
Spanky
Take a champagne glass and soak a piece of lump sugar in it (the real stuff, chummers, not that SynthetoSweet tripe), or a teaspoon of granulated, with a few dashes of Bitters. Fill with chilled champagne and drop in a twist of lemon peel, OR float some heavy rum on top of the drink.
[How does "heavy" rum
float?]
Rube
[Christ, you're thick.]
Q
[Drool cup is frickin
right; trolls and orks are fond of those 20-to-1 martinis, kiddies. If
you're a norm, don't even try to match them on that one, unless you've
got a spare liver on ice somewhere.]
Bingo
[Speaking from experience,
Bing?]
Solace
[I got a spare BODY on
layaway, chummer!]
Bingo
Incidentally, if you replace the olive with a pickled cocktail onion, then you have GIBSON, instead of a martini.
[What a difference a garnish
makes.]
Mr. Lizard
[Is that drink named after
Mel Gibson?]
Rube
[Who?]
Mr. Lizard
[What's a "swizzle"? I
didn't see that in the measurements.]
Rube
[Heh; I always thought
that was a dress, not a drink.]
Champ
[Oh, I've got a few slings
in my closet, for sure. It's nice to have a drink to go with them.]
Lady Luck
[Sissy drink.]
IC Qube
[Au contraire; the blue
is an attention grabber.]
Karmaleon
[Whatever it takes.]
S.C.U.M.
Also, if you hit a bar, and ask the fraggers for one of these, and they don't know what you're talking about, then just spin on yer heel and get the hell out of Dullsville, babies! Any bar worth a cocktail napkin'll know what a Zombie is, shiv?
[Yummy! The Zombie is
my favorite drink. I like when they serve it in a tiki cup.]
Lady Luck
[A what?]
Rube
[You know, like a tropical
theme.]
Lady Luck
[Feeling lucky tonight,
sweet thing?]
Mr. Lizard
[That depends...]
Lady Luck