Quick, I have to stock UP

ok, here goes:

You fill your blender up with 3/4 ice.

You get a small container of frozen LIMEAID and put it in
Get a frozen container of LEMONAID and put it in. These are the small ones if you get the larger ones, then just cut the amount in half. If you do more than one batch the large limaid and lemonaid containers are better deals.

You then add 6 ounces of Bacardi Rum

and Add 6 ounces of Peach Schnops

BLEND WELL until it becomes like a frozen margarita look.

Once you have had this drink, margaritas will taste like water. It is the best drink I have ever had.

This drink will make even the fugliest ***(see below) into supermodels.

The definition of *** is what ever you wish to make it. I don't want the Hamster Hog editing my drink formula so I am trying to be as PC as I can.
 
Cobalt said:
ok, here goes:

You fill your blender up with 3/4 ice.

You get a small container of frozen LIMEAID and put it in
Get a frozen container of LEMONAID and put it in. These are the small ones if you get the larger ones, then just cut the amount in half. If you do more than one batch the large limaid and lemonaid containers are better deals.

You then add 6 ounces of Bacardi Rum

and Add 6 ounces of Peach Schnops

BLEND WELL until it becomes like a frozen margarita look.

Once you have had this drink, margaritas will taste like water. It is the best drink I have ever had.

This drink will make even the fugliest ***(see below) into supermodels.

The definition of *** is what ever you wish to make it. I don't want the Hamster Hog editing my drink formula so I am trying to be as PC as I can.
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Sounds good! :D :thumbup: :cool:
 
Skunk, you are the most "stocked-up" guy we know. If Rita reaches Idaho, FEMA will be coming to you for help.

(Sadly, I'm only half-kidding.)
 
cool! do those guys (fema) drink and party? i wonder if they could expense a trip to idaho..... :foot: :D
 
Yeah, apparently that's what they were doing in New Orleans. Maybe those new MRE's come with marguerita mix.

Can you imagine FEMA crashing your party? They show up late, confiscate all the cigarettes, cigars and alcohol, discretely carry them into your bathroom where they consume them, then lecture you and your kids on the dangers of alcohol and tobacco. They confiscate all your best drugs then give you clean needles. They stop up your toilet and use up all your TP, then fine you for failing to provide adequate facilities for your private guests. Later, as more guests arrive, FEMA invokes federal anti-trust laws and forces half the party to split up and go somewhere else. Then when your guests decide they've had enough, the FEMA agents give them a sobriety test and a breath test, and require them to provide a urine sample before they can leave, which FEMA promptly gets mixed up with the pineapple juice and adds to the pina coladas.

Or better yet, have FEMA plan your party: They don't order enough beer and ice, and what little they order they send to the wrong house, so they go door to door "commandeering" beer and ice from your neighbors at gunpoint to bring to your party. They frisk, wand, and feel up every guest at the door, then once the guests make it inside they are each required to fill out a 30 page 10-69EZ REQUEST TO PARTY FORM, to which they are required to attach a copy of their W-2 Earnings Statement, after which they are given an 8 hour sexual harrassment class to anyone over 18, a sex education class and free condoms to anyone under 18, followed by a discrimination in the partyplace class. Your guests have to fill out and sign a requisition form for each Dorito chip they eat and a Request For Federal Aid form for each scoop of bean dip. Then FEMA conducts an Environmental Impact Study on the effects of your guests' burps and farts on the environment, and slaps them with a federal lawsuit for producing gas without a permit. Finally, they declare your party a Federal Disaster Area and force you (and everyone else) to evacuate. Then the next day when the reporters show up they send out a spokesperson who quickly blames you for throwing a lame party, after which Congress sends you a bill for the whole thing, then publicly declares the need to increase taxes to pay for it all.
 
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