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>>Anyway, where was I? - that was back in the day when you went to a party and spent the 1st half hour looking for an ingenious place to stash your booze, that no-one else will think of. In one of those parties I remember stuffing half a bowlful of cheesy cylinder things in my mouth, only immediately to discover they were dog-ends (buts). Man it took me a week to get that taste out of my mouth!
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>I truly feel for you, But I have NEVER experience such a thing. cheesy cylinder things, OK, I’ll bite ( <g> ), what(???).

C'mon! You must have eaten or seen those disgusting snack things with the orange cheesy dust that stains your fingers (like the fat guy in Toy Story 2 fell asleep with). I might say "Cheesy wotsits" but that's a UK brand. They come in all shapes and sizes - I just assumed these butts were one incarnation thereof.

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>Either way, at the time, MD (Mad Dog) 20/20 was the poison of choice. I also drank too much Southern Confront.

Used to love Southern Comfort. Now it's a bit too sweet and sickly for my taste. Give me a bottle of Jack any day.
Don't know Mad Dog

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>Is this thread driftiiiiing?

Yeah, like, I can feel it, man......