Da Ru

Something about me admires the Russians for two things: their women and their vodka.
Okay maybe a third if you count how egalitarian the AK-47 has become since its inception, but I'm not too interested in firearms as I am into getting drunk and fucking broads.

Enter Smirnoff Vodka.



Possibly the best goddamned beverage I've developed an affinity for. Usually I'm a beer man and if I really wanna get fucked up, mix some Jaegermeister and Coke, or some Jack and Coke, but recently vodka has really been winning high marks with me. Goddammit it's some good stuff.

When I was in Korea I would get smashed on Lemon Remix Soju. Some pretty foul shit but it got the job done. I was banging this Russian hottie I had met who was working a bar and one night she turned me on to vodka. She resembled Julia Roberts. Since then it has last its lasting mark, and I am definitely thankful as a result.

All I need to dull the pain is a bottle of Smirnoff and Back in Black by AC/DC. Shoot to thrill baby.

Hail Sanchez! (?)

I don't know what is more fearful - a drag queen and his boyfriend with a catchy-tune or the fact they're poorly representing a religion? Anton LaVey is turning in his grave.


And the blonde twins are hot.

Self Explanatory

Vodka dulls the pain most days now.




And make certain to avert your eyes at 2:39 or else you'll catch a glimpse of his smuggled plums.