We all know them. (Despite the best efforts of psychiatric counsel.) But what do some of our favorite catch phrases suggest we should be drinking?
I am stuck on Band-Aid brand…
You definitely need to drink some peaty Islay Scotch. Something like Ardbeg would be good. Also, get that cut attended to.
I’m all about that bass…
You clearly love some deep flavors. You are unapologetic about enjoying rich, thick stouts and porters.
You oughta know…
This one’s for the esoteric drinker, the “oh, didn’t you know that Georgia is the birthplace of wine” drinker. Have something special, confusing, and/or both.
Folgers. Nothing comes closer to home…
Table wine seems like a good choice, but better still might be a batch of cocktails to welcome anyone/everyone home. And yes, that’s something you can do kind of easily.
Have it your way…
This is a “set it up yourself” type of bar. Daiquiris or Margaritas are a great platform with which all of your guests can express their alcohol-induced individuality.
So I creep…
The way alcohol kind of creeps up on you? Yeah, we thought so. And that doesn’t happen anywhere more intensely than with tequila.
Pop it like it’s hot…
Ideally your bubbly isn’t actually hot. If it is, step away. But if you’ve got some Chandon, and you are at all familiar with Snoop Dogg, or Snoop Lion, or Snoop Gazelle, you know what to do.Not as in that…but also, that, if you prefer. Just don’t send us a video of you giggling.
Always Coca Cola…
OK so this one is a bit old, on the other hand, “the stars will always shine,” etc. But yeah, if you’re a Cuba Libre die hard, then this is your slogan.
Just do it…
Yes, this means you should have the next shot of Fireball.
Easy, breezy, beautiful Cover Girl…
Yep, you’re stereotypically drinking rosé wine on a well kept-up dock somewhere. Or just chugging white zin from the box on a sinking rowboat. We can’t all be heroes.
Bet you can’t eat just one…
Ah, the repeat offender. You’re the one who keeps going back for glass after glass of Prosecco. (Sure, it’s just 11% ABV, but it adds up.)
Also, Once you pop you can’t stop…
It super weird that that first shot of Jameson didn’t tidily round out your night. Once you pop the lid on shots, especially if they’re kind of smooth and Irish whiskey-ish, you can’t stop, until someone is on the bar.
Melts in your mouth, not in your hands…
Babies, how is this not Baileys Irish Cream? Deliciously velvet, velvetly delicious? And such. Moderate alcohol meets smooth creamy texture, and the rest is delicious history.
