To: Galirayo who wrote (8440 ) 6/14/2005 2:57:47 PM From: jmhollen Respond to of 23958 O/T: That came from a personally funny story. My Dad and his best friend Lonnie (..both 20-year Sr. Mgmt Engineers retired from the Panama Canal Co..) were both Bourbon drinkers. To me the stuff tastes like pond water that an old log has been marinating in. Although both of the aforementioned gentlemen could walk into any Lincoln dealer in the USA and drive out with a new TownCar from their pocket change, they were both "..so cheap they squeaked.." when it comes to buying booze. I finally figured out that it was a "..Great Depression kids.." thing. Hooch was hard to get in the 30's, plus nobody had any money that wasn't spent on the farm. Money spent on booze had to be left-over allowance three or four of them would scrape together for a bottle, apparently....... Anyway; here were two reasonably affluent retired Engineers that would walk into Crown Liquors (..retail booze warehouse..) in Ft. Lauderdale and pick a 2qt. bottle of "..Dr. Doom's Old Fart Sputter.." out of the SALE barrel for $4.72 plus tax and take that crap back to Lonnie's oceanside condo and actually drink some of it, sitting on the oceanside balcony.... "..Yucccccccchhhhhhhhh......" , not to mention me being mortified at the idea that someone might actually have seen them there...!!! Out of my paltry pay at the time, I took to buying my Dad brands like Evan Williams Single Barrel Reserve, Knob Creek, Bookers, Jack Daniels single-barrel Special Reserve , etc., etc., because I sure didn't want him serving that other crud to anybody I knew - that might be visiting.... Parents...!!! They're clearly designed to drive you nuts, ..while spoiling your kids rotten for spite..!!! "..Ha ha ha ha ha ha......... John :-) .