Vodka! Reminds me of a play I was in, but if I go
more into that, someone might recognize me. I doubt it, but I’m paranoid. Vodka also reminds me of the afterparty I might be going to later… Or that might be cancelled.
I’m not sure. It was sort of my only chance…:(
I hate vodka. I am not a drinker.I Just hate it in all. So why is there Vodka? Why do we have it? So why? Other people like it. So do and some don’t. Yes there are people that are different, but i am one of those people who just don’t like it. And After all We all have our Differences.
I remember the first time I ever tried vodka. It was strawberry smirnoff, this was alos my very first hang over. I vomited on some guys jeans and walked out side an apartment complex naked.
Oh and russians. Damn russians
“What’re y’off to, then?” Harold leaned in close. His breath stank. “Well? Y’can’t jus lea’mme.”
A menacing grimace had come over his reddened face, creases deepened and their highlights glistened.
Glen swallowed hard, his brow lowered. He had seen his father like this on maybe one or two occasions. He knew it was best not to reply.
“Well,” Harold began, “I don’,” he stammered, quite obviously beyond drunk, “I don’ know what yer mother would think of you leaving here so young.” Harold paused, his grimace faded, He was trying in earnest to find what he wanted Glen to know through clouds of intoxication, “an’ I ain’t been the best father, but I know. I know she woulda been proud of you.”
Harold finished off his bottle of Smirnoff and sobbed drunkenly into his hands and slowly drifted out of consciousness. Glen went upstairs to pack his things, but not before pulling a tattered comforter over his father as he slept.
vodka can be blue. like candy or ice. it’s clear as crystal and smooth like the night. it’s cool in your mouth and hot down your throat and expands in your chest like a cold air balloon, not quite right but SO fascinating. it makes you do things you wouldn’t do. but it doesn’t make you. it lets you.
Oh Russian, come from the learned fields-fell below the plow-the prow of the the untrusted night, the capsized winter, the strife; and the victory of the achromatic pride, inside of the amniotic ferocity of that cold deliverance, the denouement of the one lasting hopeful season, of harvests; the sharp tinge upon the stars-above our heads is bearing down the sacrilegious night, that which will not have us freed in these climes but beside the fire we share within our countrymens collective breast and the company of the future
Vodka is an alcoholic beverage that really doesn’t taste all that bad. In fact, a few years ago I got drunk off of vodka. I was by myself and my parents were out at a store or on a date or something. I don’t quite remember. So I decided I would try some vodka because all my other friends were drinking and smoking and doing things they weren’t supposed too. So anyway, I drank quite a bit. At least a glass and a half full of the stuff. Just plain vodka. It was awful. I really don’t suggest drinking it unless you put it in some other type of beverage like a fruit drink or seomthing. It’s not so bad in another beverage. I probably would have enjoyed it more had I put it in some cranberry juice or something like that. I know that my sister seems to enjoy drinking vodka in coke. Other sodas would go well with it too. In fact just about anything you put it in is fine. I don’t suggest putting it in some kind of energy drink though. That might be a little dangerous. I have heard of some people doing that but i’m not sure if they were using vodka or some other kind of hard liquor. I wonder how vodka is made. I’m pretty sure it’s Russian. I watch the HIstory Channel and sometimes they tell you how certain things are made but i’m not sure that I’ve ever seen one about vodka. I hear about wiskey all the time.
Stumbling out of the crowded pub, he tripped his way along gravel streets to the driveway of the school. And then he stripped, whooped, and ran the full mile to the front doors san-trou.
vodka
vodka is actually pretty gross. I tried it at a party once. It burned my stomach. It was raspberry flavored. That’s the first night I ever kissed a girl. Hurray for lesbianism!
Something that I appreciate greatly. Always have a good time with my friend vodka, even though its been a bitch to me before by giving me hangovers and making me sick…I always return to dear old vodka though. So many flavors you can never go wrong. You can even make skittle vodka and gummi bear vodka. Doesn’t get much better than that.
Vodka. She took a swig and then another. Gummy bear infused vodka infused gummy bears. Saying it now I can smell the burn of it in my nose, how it’s like hair spray. How it makes me dizzy and the world casually tilt to one side as I plant my high heels nonchalantly on the broken sidewalk.
vodka is blue. vodka is blue like ice and clear like crystal. it’s cold in your mouth and hot down your throat and floats in your stomach like air. it’s drinking a popsicle and swallowing fire.
vodka, an unusual substance. or is it usual? it causes you to be someone you’re not. or maybe it is the someone you are? it promotes the hidden qualities of your inner soul. begging to escape be free let out, good or evil. changes your perspective and apparently your eyesight.
“Dad, what’s James Bond drinking?”
“A martini.”
“What’s in a martini?”
“Vodka.”
“What’s vodka?”
“It’s one of the many reasons you’re not an only child.”
Straight liquid courage is all I need not some foo foo flavored party in a glass, just a swig of some glorious burning vodka will do the job nicely. I am not sure why I thought this would be a good idea, me, one of the world’s shyest people, taking a job at a karaoke bar. But I guess we have to do what we have to do right?
russia being drunk, nightlife, beautiful people and still not my drink so sorry that i have a different taste but i guess i’m not hip i’m just saying that it has a nice colour and attracts good people
My favorite alcoholic drink. Pink Lemonade is the best. Makes for awesome time and lots of fun. Vodka really is very bitter though, burns your throat. not pleasurable at all. But it is so worth it if you love to get sloshed.
El vodka es transparente, hace que me hierva la garganta y me maree, pero al menos me permite ver a rvés de el, no es como las personas, cuyo contenido llega a ser turbio y no deja que ni siquiera la luz pase, he conocido a una persona, que si bien no es clara como el vodka, me deja ver a través de ella toda una serie de emociones y cambios que simplemente me encantan, me parece cósmico el hecho de haberla conocido y juraría que tengo meses de conocerla, no me arrepiento de las acciones ue tomé ese día tan afortunado que la conocí.
i like vodka. i really enjoy being at parties where vodka is served. i am not of age to drink vodka but i drink it anyways. my family enjoys drinking vodka. i can’t wait until i can go to the bars to drink vodka. vodka is not good by itself it is only good when mixed with other things. vodka isn’t my favorite alcohol though.
new amserdam, the way of the world. russia, oddly enough was the place of origin, perhaps they are geographically confused. amsterdam is in holland, not russia. but its the way of the world.
The vodka rushed down her throat and she winced as she slammed the glass back down on the counter. She could already feel the alcohol seeping through her intestines and making her dizzy and light. She looked up at Adam and smiled. This time, she was ready.
THIS IS A GOOD DRINK. MANY PEOPLE LIKE BLOODY MARY’S OR JUST TO DRINK IT ON THE ROCKS IS GOOD TO.THIS LIQUOR IS MOST KNOWN WITH THE RUSSIAN PEOPLE. THEY SEEM TO KNOW HOW TO MAKE IT BEST. I FIND THAT I LIKE IT WITH ORANGE JUICE AND A SPLASH OF GRENADINE BOTTOMS UP,BUT DON’T CONSUME TO MUCH WILL HANG YOU OVER THE NEXT DAY.TRY IT WITH MINT AND A SIMPLE SYRUP FOR SPIN ON MINT JULEP OR A LAZY MOHITO. HOWEVER DRANK THIS LIQUOR CAN BE FOUND IN MANY COUNTRIES AND IN MANY FLAVORS. THERE ARE MANY TO CHOOSE FROM SO ENJOY YOUR TRAVEL THROUGH THE LAND OF VODKAS.(TAKE YOUR TIME)
grey goose, stoil, absolut clear, ketel one skyy zima is a wanna be, makes the girls get violent, having fun, drunkenness, partying, djing, music, clubbing barhopping naked girls idiot guys, sickness hangovers, day after suckage, having to work the next day, and love it.
Vodka is an alcoholic beverage that can be taken in the form of a shot or in a mixed drink. It is commonly mixed with juices, or Red Bull. It is clear and often comes in a clear bottle. It is a common stereotypical drink in Russia. It is one of my favorites.
omg what am i doing? i dont understand, where is this going to go? will my family and friends be able to read this crap? ok vodka: nasty. the end. MOM I DONT DRINK. just a little. but VERY LITTLE I SWEAR! omg, im so grounded xD the END
Nothing good ever comes from it. We always lost things. Some things were harder to replace. Some things we could never replace. But that was how it was. We just lived with it.
I don’t wnto to write about vodka. I was hoping for something better.
Through the pouring rain came the Caller.
Hmm…
The bar sold many drinks, not the least of them vodka.
It’s been a while since my last party. My last drink to be honest. I like how my life comes back to normal, but I’ll be a lie to tell I don’t miss those wild days
It sat there on the kitchen counter. The shining bottle of clear liquid that might have been mistaken as water. He stumbled toward it and fumbled getting the cap on. He was already drunk, what would a little more alcohol hurt?
Bubbles rose slowly to the surface of the green liquid. What was in it? Some sort of chemical equation too complicated for the girl ran through her mind. She frowned at the drink, trying to think about what could have done it. Interest in Chemistry. Interest in Carbon. Hydrogen. Oxygen. With her limited knowledge of chemistry, she figured those three elements would be contained within the glass.
This is what I drank the first time I got DRUNK. My roommates and I in college used to drink this all the time. We would have randy from downstairs on the fifth floor buy it for us. I drank this at coreys the toher weekend, and capri sun is how I chase it. I like skyy, I own three bottels of it.
When I was a teenager, I was given orange juice on a hot afternoon, by the son of one of my parents friends. I didn’t know that it was heavily laced with vodka, having never come across the stuff before and being somewhat niave. I can only imagine what he had in mind but I immediately fell heavily asleep and didn’t wake up until late that evening – just in time to go home! I’ve never touched the stuff since!
I once got plastered on vodka. It was very tragic night. I came home stumbling drunk. It was two days after my seventeenth birthday. Vodka and I have a very love/hate relationship, but it mostly dwells on hate. I hear vodka also causes me breakouts.
Vodka. A drink. Alcohol. Why is it that once they hit the prime age of 18, they have a sudden obsession with it? Actually, many have a perchance for it before this age, I suppose. But I think the major, conspicuous breaking point was this past summer.
it really only should be used to get drunk otherwise i think its a waste of money. I used to drinki every single day and I would find it so good, just to get away from reality. to get away from the pain and thoughts and memories.
vodka runs like blood through the veins of mankind, revealing true identities as it opens the curtains to the souls of men, vodka makes people forget walls, makes them run free, in destructive chaos, free of themselves, of rules, but eternal prisoners of their bodies.
“Wow, that was a surprise,” she said, looking down at her watch to check the unbearably slow time.
He looked at her in all her vast impatience, with her high-heels and her lovely uncurved smile. He took another shot of vodka, cocked the gun, and that was that.
Vodka! Reminds me of a play I was in, but if I go
more into that, someone might recognize me. I doubt it, but I’m paranoid. Vodka also reminds me of the afterparty I might be going to later… Or that might be cancelled.
I’m not sure. It was sort of my only chance…:(
friends, ice, cold, soda, beach, trips, going out, restaurant, pubs, clubs, bar, drunk, drinking, nite, hangover, delicious,
I hate vodka. I am not a drinker.I Just hate it in all. So why is there Vodka? Why do we have it? So why? Other people like it. So do and some don’t. Yes there are people that are different, but i am one of those people who just don’t like it. And After all We all have our Differences.
I remember the first time I ever tried vodka. It was strawberry smirnoff, this was alos my very first hang over. I vomited on some guys jeans and walked out side an apartment complex naked.
Oh and russians. Damn russians
i remember a fine evening with my gf. It involved vodka, and sex. It was a good night.
“What’re y’off to, then?” Harold leaned in close. His breath stank. “Well? Y’can’t jus lea’mme.”
A menacing grimace had come over his reddened face, creases deepened and their highlights glistened.
Glen swallowed hard, his brow lowered. He had seen his father like this on maybe one or two occasions. He knew it was best not to reply.
“Well,” Harold began, “I don’,” he stammered, quite obviously beyond drunk, “I don’ know what yer mother would think of you leaving here so young.” Harold paused, his grimace faded, He was trying in earnest to find what he wanted Glen to know through clouds of intoxication, “an’ I ain’t been the best father, but I know. I know she woulda been proud of you.”
Harold finished off his bottle of Smirnoff and sobbed drunkenly into his hands and slowly drifted out of consciousness. Glen went upstairs to pack his things, but not before pulling a tattered comforter over his father as he slept.
vodka can be blue. like candy or ice. it’s clear as crystal and smooth like the night. it’s cool in your mouth and hot down your throat and expands in your chest like a cold air balloon, not quite right but SO fascinating. it makes you do things you wouldn’t do. but it doesn’t make you. it lets you.
Oh Russian, come from the learned fields-fell below the plow-the prow of the the untrusted night, the capsized winter, the strife; and the victory of the achromatic pride, inside of the amniotic ferocity of that cold deliverance, the denouement of the one lasting hopeful season, of harvests; the sharp tinge upon the stars-above our heads is bearing down the sacrilegious night, that which will not have us freed in these climes but beside the fire we share within our countrymens collective breast and the company of the future
Vodka is an alcoholic beverage that really doesn’t taste all that bad. In fact, a few years ago I got drunk off of vodka. I was by myself and my parents were out at a store or on a date or something. I don’t quite remember. So I decided I would try some vodka because all my other friends were drinking and smoking and doing things they weren’t supposed too. So anyway, I drank quite a bit. At least a glass and a half full of the stuff. Just plain vodka. It was awful. I really don’t suggest drinking it unless you put it in some other type of beverage like a fruit drink or seomthing. It’s not so bad in another beverage. I probably would have enjoyed it more had I put it in some cranberry juice or something like that. I know that my sister seems to enjoy drinking vodka in coke. Other sodas would go well with it too. In fact just about anything you put it in is fine. I don’t suggest putting it in some kind of energy drink though. That might be a little dangerous. I have heard of some people doing that but i’m not sure if they were using vodka or some other kind of hard liquor. I wonder how vodka is made. I’m pretty sure it’s Russian. I watch the HIstory Channel and sometimes they tell you how certain things are made but i’m not sure that I’ve ever seen one about vodka. I hear about wiskey all the time.
Stumbling out of the crowded pub, he tripped his way along gravel streets to the driveway of the school. And then he stripped, whooped, and ran the full mile to the front doors san-trou.
vodka
vodka is actually pretty gross. I tried it at a party once. It burned my stomach. It was raspberry flavored. That’s the first night I ever kissed a girl. Hurray for lesbianism!
Something that I appreciate greatly. Always have a good time with my friend vodka, even though its been a bitch to me before by giving me hangovers and making me sick…I always return to dear old vodka though. So many flavors you can never go wrong. You can even make skittle vodka and gummi bear vodka. Doesn’t get much better than that.
Vodka. She took a swig and then another. Gummy bear infused vodka infused gummy bears. Saying it now I can smell the burn of it in my nose, how it’s like hair spray. How it makes me dizzy and the world casually tilt to one side as I plant my high heels nonchalantly on the broken sidewalk.
vodka is blue. vodka is blue like ice and clear like crystal. it’s cold in your mouth and hot down your throat and floats in your stomach like air. it’s drinking a popsicle and swallowing fire.
Ohdeargodyes. <3
What to say about the most wonderful drink in the world~?
It's just… so… beautiful. <3
Also, Ivan Braginsky. <3
vodka, an unusual substance. or is it usual? it causes you to be someone you’re not. or maybe it is the someone you are? it promotes the hidden qualities of your inner soul. begging to escape be free let out, good or evil. changes your perspective and apparently your eyesight.
“Dad, what’s James Bond drinking?”
“A martini.”
“What’s in a martini?”
“Vodka.”
“What’s vodka?”
“It’s one of the many reasons you’re not an only child.”
Straight liquid courage is all I need not some foo foo flavored party in a glass, just a swig of some glorious burning vodka will do the job nicely. I am not sure why I thought this would be a good idea, me, one of the world’s shyest people, taking a job at a karaoke bar. But I guess we have to do what we have to do right?
russia being drunk, nightlife, beautiful people and still not my drink so sorry that i have a different taste but i guess i’m not hip i’m just saying that it has a nice colour and attracts good people
My favorite alcoholic drink. Pink Lemonade is the best. Makes for awesome time and lots of fun. Vodka really is very bitter though, burns your throat. not pleasurable at all. But it is so worth it if you love to get sloshed.
El vodka es transparente, hace que me hierva la garganta y me maree, pero al menos me permite ver a rvés de el, no es como las personas, cuyo contenido llega a ser turbio y no deja que ni siquiera la luz pase, he conocido a una persona, que si bien no es clara como el vodka, me deja ver a través de ella toda una serie de emociones y cambios que simplemente me encantan, me parece cósmico el hecho de haberla conocido y juraría que tengo meses de conocerla, no me arrepiento de las acciones ue tomé ese día tan afortunado que la conocí.
i like vodka. i really enjoy being at parties where vodka is served. i am not of age to drink vodka but i drink it anyways. my family enjoys drinking vodka. i can’t wait until i can go to the bars to drink vodka. vodka is not good by itself it is only good when mixed with other things. vodka isn’t my favorite alcohol though.
new amserdam, the way of the world. russia, oddly enough was the place of origin, perhaps they are geographically confused. amsterdam is in holland, not russia. but its the way of the world.
The vodka rushed down her throat and she winced as she slammed the glass back down on the counter. She could already feel the alcohol seeping through her intestines and making her dizzy and light. She looked up at Adam and smiled. This time, she was ready.
THIS IS A GOOD DRINK. MANY PEOPLE LIKE BLOODY MARY’S OR JUST TO DRINK IT ON THE ROCKS IS GOOD TO.THIS LIQUOR IS MOST KNOWN WITH THE RUSSIAN PEOPLE. THEY SEEM TO KNOW HOW TO MAKE IT BEST. I FIND THAT I LIKE IT WITH ORANGE JUICE AND A SPLASH OF GRENADINE BOTTOMS UP,BUT DON’T CONSUME TO MUCH WILL HANG YOU OVER THE NEXT DAY.TRY IT WITH MINT AND A SIMPLE SYRUP FOR SPIN ON MINT JULEP OR A LAZY MOHITO. HOWEVER DRANK THIS LIQUOR CAN BE FOUND IN MANY COUNTRIES AND IN MANY FLAVORS. THERE ARE MANY TO CHOOSE FROM SO ENJOY YOUR TRAVEL THROUGH THE LAND OF VODKAS.(TAKE YOUR TIME)
grey goose, stoil, absolut clear, ketel one skyy zima is a wanna be, makes the girls get violent, having fun, drunkenness, partying, djing, music, clubbing barhopping naked girls idiot guys, sickness hangovers, day after suckage, having to work the next day, and love it.
Vodka is an alcoholic beverage that can be taken in the form of a shot or in a mixed drink. It is commonly mixed with juices, or Red Bull. It is clear and often comes in a clear bottle. It is a common stereotypical drink in Russia. It is one of my favorites.
omg what am i doing? i dont understand, where is this going to go? will my family and friends be able to read this crap? ok vodka: nasty. the end. MOM I DONT DRINK. just a little. but VERY LITTLE I SWEAR! omg, im so grounded xD the END
Nothing good ever comes from it. We always lost things. Some things were harder to replace. Some things we could never replace. But that was how it was. We just lived with it.
I don’t wnto to write about vodka. I was hoping for something better.
Through the pouring rain came the Caller.
Hmm…
The bar sold many drinks, not the least of them vodka.
It’s been a while since my last party. My last drink to be honest. I like how my life comes back to normal, but I’ll be a lie to tell I don’t miss those wild days
It sat there on the kitchen counter. The shining bottle of clear liquid that might have been mistaken as water. He stumbled toward it and fumbled getting the cap on. He was already drunk, what would a little more alcohol hurt?
Bubbles rose slowly to the surface of the green liquid. What was in it? Some sort of chemical equation too complicated for the girl ran through her mind. She frowned at the drink, trying to think about what could have done it. Interest in Chemistry. Interest in Carbon. Hydrogen. Oxygen. With her limited knowledge of chemistry, she figured those three elements would be contained within the glass.
This is what I drank the first time I got DRUNK. My roommates and I in college used to drink this all the time. We would have randy from downstairs on the fifth floor buy it for us. I drank this at coreys the toher weekend, and capri sun is how I chase it. I like skyy, I own three bottels of it.
When I was a teenager, I was given orange juice on a hot afternoon, by the son of one of my parents friends. I didn’t know that it was heavily laced with vodka, having never come across the stuff before and being somewhat niave. I can only imagine what he had in mind but I immediately fell heavily asleep and didn’t wake up until late that evening – just in time to go home! I’ve never touched the stuff since!
I once got plastered on vodka. It was very tragic night. I came home stumbling drunk. It was two days after my seventeenth birthday. Vodka and I have a very love/hate relationship, but it mostly dwells on hate. I hear vodka also causes me breakouts.
Vodka. A drink. Alcohol. Why is it that once they hit the prime age of 18, they have a sudden obsession with it? Actually, many have a perchance for it before this age, I suppose. But I think the major, conspicuous breaking point was this past summer.
it really only should be used to get drunk otherwise i think its a waste of money. I used to drinki every single day and I would find it so good, just to get away from reality. to get away from the pain and thoughts and memories.
vodka runs like blood through the veins of mankind, revealing true identities as it opens the curtains to the souls of men, vodka makes people forget walls, makes them run free, in destructive chaos, free of themselves, of rules, but eternal prisoners of their bodies.
“Wow, that was a surprise,” she said, looking down at her watch to check the unbearably slow time.
He looked at her in all her vast impatience, with her high-heels and her lovely uncurved smile. He took another shot of vodka, cocked the gun, and that was that.