Well SHIIIIIT my boyfriend just got the same word. But where we differ is that he HATES vodka and I LOVED it! We are both sober now and vodka is not a part of our lives now. Bye vodka. I loved you, but you fucked me over.
I could use vodka right now. I’m sitting here, while my boyfriend is watching his life go buh-bye, watching Legally Blonde, where I babysit. Vodka. It’s a necessity.
beer drinking bars . A man walks into a bar and asks,” Is this some kind of a joke?” In soviet russia…people drink this. Probably tastes bad russian bartender casinos vodka shots
vodka is very hard to write about. it is also something that is hard to drink so that you have to take it down in small quantities with a shotglass which is something that i own and my old roommate used to have a lot of the and we used to do shots of vodka and rum in my room at my
I hate vodka so much. It burns when you consume it. I’ve have one bad weekend with vodka and thats all that it took. Raspberry Smirnoff Vodka to be exact. It was fucking, awful. Well actually, the first night wants that bad. The second night was way worse.
My worst experience with Vodak was in grade 12. My friend and I dyed it green with food coloring in anticipation of smuggling some to LA in a listerine container on a school trip. We chugged it and were passed out by a toilet by 10:30. I woke up a 2:00am in a smokey room with a bunch of strangers. I hope I wasn’t raped.
vodka is an alcoholic beverage. it is sold all over the world. they are in bars, alcoholic stores, and grocery stores, in the alcoholic beverage isle. vodka is in sause. they make vodka sause by adding vodka while they sautee the sauce,
i taste bitter like you. there’s something hot in my throat, singeing my vocal cords (vocal chords) and it’s just dying to get out. i want to set a few fires. i want to dig a few graves.
Vodka to some, wodka to others, but regardless of pronunciation, it was delicious and her saving grace when it came to putting up with his nonsense. They would have gotten divorced years ago if it wasn’t for her evening screw drivers.
I took the vodka off the table, it was luke warm but I drank it as is.
“What are you doing?” My mother said as she put her keys up on the counter. Her black hair in her face as she hoisted the other bags to the table.
“Nothing, just want a little taste is all” I smiled.
Vodka is supposed to be the drink that you can get drunk on, but no one can tell that you’ve been drinking — except for the fact that you are acting wild and boisterous! I think of Russians when I think of vodka and people trying to outdrink each other. These days I think that getting really, really drunk is sad.
You can drink it and get drunk. It’s from Russia and it contains alcohol. You can mix it with other drinks, like orange juice. It’s not my favorite drink, because I can’t taste teh difference between it and let’s say rum. So that’s pretty much all I can think about this word. Time’s up.. almost.. let’s see.
vodka is soo bad for you. you can get drunk off of it. it poisons your body and will make you sick. personally i hate the taste but thats just me. in school everyone likes to drink but its so horrible for you. you can end up in the hospital getting your stomach pumped if you have too much. if you drink too much you can become an alcoholic and do some horrible things and its just so bad for you and you would have to go to rehab. i dont know what else to say about it its just bad for you and you shouldnt try it. i mean i just dont get why people drink like it makes them feel better or something? but idk whatever
vodka is fun and makes people happy or sad. I guess it depends on who you are. I love vodka, but it often makes me take my pants off and dance around the room. no one watching seems to enjoy this as much as I do.
Ah, vodka. You are all I have right now, sitting there, on my shelf. Yet you make my stomach turn, and my head ache. I’d rather have whiskey. But i’ll be your friend tonight, if you’ll be mine.
this one time i drank a lot of vodka and i fell down a drive way. it was the day my boyfriend graduated college. i shouldn’t have made it about me but i was very nervous about the whole thing. and i tried to impress his friends. instead i got very drunk and embarassed myself. it seems that always happens when i drink vodka. but i don’t feel bad about it, because a lot of people have probably said that sentence before. the embarassment, and vodka part.
Intoxicated. He drove her to drink. To forget, to become someone else. Obviously she wasn’t what he wanted, so she would evolve and become the girl he could never get. That’s it she was better with out him.
alcohol.
most of the most fun and memorable (not memorable?) nights of this past year.
never a solution to my problems, never an escape.
only drink it when i’m happy, i’ve been lucky thus far.
this is alcohol that has many bad affects and makes people do bad things, it can cause accidents from drinking and driving and if you drink too much it could cause you to go to the hospital! It’s better to not drink at all because if you don’t you will have a better time and be able to remember your fun times.
drunk people at nice bars that meet other succsessful people and buy eachother drinks. they are all very succsessful and stuck up. these people are all scandelous and have many secrets so they are not trustworthy. the woman are all blonde. vodka is a very sofisticated drink that gets you tipsy but not completely drunk.
I don’t drink. My dad drinks. A lot. A lot of people in my school drink. I don’t drink. It’s hard because of the peer pressure. But I’m afraid if I do drink, I’ll be addicted, and end up like my father. So that’s why.
It was in Khabarovsk, Russia that I got my first real dose of the stuff. I was an exchange student and my intake counselor had me drink countess shots over dinner until it tasted like water to my tongue. It was also there in Russia, that I discovered my love of screwdrivers.
I sipped my drink slowly, peering over the rim of the glass. He was staring back at me. I kept my gaze steady, wondering what he was thinking. The vodka was making its way to my head, and I got irritated that he hadn’t come over to talk to me yet. Our fight was weeks ago, and he still hadn’t said a word to me. Now the only thing I could do was make friends with the vodka and make him think that’s all I needed.
It was her birthday, and she knew if she could do it any night it would be tonight. She was with her friends and had just won the championship race. There’s no better way to celebrate than getting a little drunk with some champagne out of a trophy and vodka and lemonade.
vodka is a poison to the soul a torture to the mind and a detriment to the body. it pains those around you and yourself. you cant get any worse than vodka. pain is all that comes from it. i cant imagine anything good coming from vodka. i would never comsume it. it causes only pain to everyone. especially your heart. pain and torture.
The syrupy whiteness of the bitter sweet nectar, being entered into my system. Like oxygen in the air, or the rain pouring from the clouds. tapping the tongue in my mouth, being nourished with the natural and clean stillness of life, in a stage of youth and yonder.
straight liquor? almost. its like russian… is it made from potatoes? idk… vodka. vodka. vodka. vodka. vaaawwddkkgghha. like saying it with a russian (?) accent?
The liquor was making her feel light-headed and daring. It was a wonderful feeling – as if she could conquer the world in one night. It also made her slightly dizzy and nauseated. This second fact was, in all honesty, the only thing keeping her from trying to act on the former thought.
she ordered another one fast. she needed it. he hadn’t called, texted, or emailed. jerk. she knew it too. she predicted it with Fran but still acted like an idiot again. never fails. a nice smile, some clever word or phrase and she lost it. when would she ever learn. good thing it didn’t happen all that often.
Vodka. Soda. Lemon, not lime. It tastes cleaner. Dark corner in a dark bar. The game is on but he hardly notices. The vodka is weak. The bartender a cheap bastard.
its za drink that people drink and get drunk from it must taste great if people drink it i never drank it so ya it must be great cause its so great aparently .. so ulltimate frisbee is really fun play it some time causw…is this actually 60 seconds? it seems soooo long
Well SHIIIIIT my boyfriend just got the same word. But where we differ is that he HATES vodka and I LOVED it! We are both sober now and vodka is not a part of our lives now. Bye vodka. I loved you, but you fucked me over.
I could use vodka right now. I’m sitting here, while my boyfriend is watching his life go buh-bye, watching Legally Blonde, where I babysit. Vodka. It’s a necessity.
beer drinking bars . A man walks into a bar and asks,” Is this some kind of a joke?” In soviet russia…people drink this. Probably tastes bad russian bartender casinos vodka shots
vodka is very hard to write about. it is also something that is hard to drink so that you have to take it down in small quantities with a shotglass which is something that i own and my old roommate used to have a lot of the and we used to do shots of vodka and rum in my room at my
I hate vodka so much. It burns when you consume it. I’ve have one bad weekend with vodka and thats all that it took. Raspberry Smirnoff Vodka to be exact. It was fucking, awful. Well actually, the first night wants that bad. The second night was way worse.
My worst experience with Vodak was in grade 12. My friend and I dyed it green with food coloring in anticipation of smuggling some to LA in a listerine container on a school trip. We chugged it and were passed out by a toilet by 10:30. I woke up a 2:00am in a smokey room with a bunch of strangers. I hope I wasn’t raped.
vodka is an alcoholic beverage. it is sold all over the world. they are in bars, alcoholic stores, and grocery stores, in the alcoholic beverage isle. vodka is in sause. they make vodka sause by adding vodka while they sautee the sauce,
i taste bitter like you. there’s something hot in my throat, singeing my vocal cords (vocal chords) and it’s just dying to get out. i want to set a few fires. i want to dig a few graves.
Mothers milk. The cause and the cure of all of Kristy’s problems. A summer day, a winter night. Comfort at the end of the day, a story taking flight.
Vodka to some, wodka to others, but regardless of pronunciation, it was delicious and her saving grace when it came to putting up with his nonsense. They would have gotten divorced years ago if it wasn’t for her evening screw drivers.
I took the vodka off the table, it was luke warm but I drank it as is.
“What are you doing?” My mother said as she put her keys up on the counter. Her black hair in her face as she hoisted the other bags to the table.
“Nothing, just want a little taste is all” I smiled.
sacame de encima el vodka
amarrame al lado un baston
que nadie se entere d emi s mas oscuros sueños
estan todos apilados en detras de las botellas
Vodka is supposed to be the drink that you can get drunk on, but no one can tell that you’ve been drinking — except for the fact that you are acting wild and boisterous! I think of Russians when I think of vodka and people trying to outdrink each other. These days I think that getting really, really drunk is sad.
You can drink it and get drunk. It’s from Russia and it contains alcohol. You can mix it with other drinks, like orange juice. It’s not my favorite drink, because I can’t taste teh difference between it and let’s say rum. So that’s pretty much all I can think about this word. Time’s up.. almost.. let’s see.
vodka is soo bad for you. you can get drunk off of it. it poisons your body and will make you sick. personally i hate the taste but thats just me. in school everyone likes to drink but its so horrible for you. you can end up in the hospital getting your stomach pumped if you have too much. if you drink too much you can become an alcoholic and do some horrible things and its just so bad for you and you would have to go to rehab. i dont know what else to say about it its just bad for you and you shouldnt try it. i mean i just dont get why people drink like it makes them feel better or something? but idk whatever
Burning, scathing down my throat. Grabbing me by its claws, oozing down. Napalm down my spine. Hypnotizing me with its sharpness.
vodka is fun and makes people happy or sad. I guess it depends on who you are. I love vodka, but it often makes me take my pants off and dance around the room. no one watching seems to enjoy this as much as I do.
Ah, vodka. You are all I have right now, sitting there, on my shelf. Yet you make my stomach turn, and my head ache. I’d rather have whiskey. But i’ll be your friend tonight, if you’ll be mine.
this one time i drank a lot of vodka and i fell down a drive way. it was the day my boyfriend graduated college. i shouldn’t have made it about me but i was very nervous about the whole thing. and i tried to impress his friends. instead i got very drunk and embarassed myself. it seems that always happens when i drink vodka. but i don’t feel bad about it, because a lot of people have probably said that sentence before. the embarassment, and vodka part.
warm is the worst. distilled water. transparent and heavy like air made into liquid. yes yes
Intoxicated. He drove her to drink. To forget, to become someone else. Obviously she wasn’t what he wanted, so she would evolve and become the girl he could never get. That’s it she was better with out him.
alcohol.
most of the most fun and memorable (not memorable?) nights of this past year.
never a solution to my problems, never an escape.
only drink it when i’m happy, i’ve been lucky thus far.
Is gross. It tastes like rubbing alcohol. The first thing that popped into my mind was the person i follow on tumblr with the word vodka in her url.
this is alcohol that has many bad affects and makes people do bad things, it can cause accidents from drinking and driving and if you drink too much it could cause you to go to the hospital! It’s better to not drink at all because if you don’t you will have a better time and be able to remember your fun times.
drunk people at nice bars that meet other succsessful people and buy eachother drinks. they are all very succsessful and stuck up. these people are all scandelous and have many secrets so they are not trustworthy. the woman are all blonde. vodka is a very sofisticated drink that gets you tipsy but not completely drunk.
I don’t drink. My dad drinks. A lot. A lot of people in my school drink. I don’t drink. It’s hard because of the peer pressure. But I’m afraid if I do drink, I’ll be addicted, and end up like my father. So that’s why.
It was in Khabarovsk, Russia that I got my first real dose of the stuff. I was an exchange student and my intake counselor had me drink countess shots over dinner until it tasted like water to my tongue. It was also there in Russia, that I discovered my love of screwdrivers.
I sipped my drink slowly, peering over the rim of the glass. He was staring back at me. I kept my gaze steady, wondering what he was thinking. The vodka was making its way to my head, and I got irritated that he hadn’t come over to talk to me yet. Our fight was weeks ago, and he still hadn’t said a word to me. Now the only thing I could do was make friends with the vodka and make him think that’s all I needed.
I do not drink. This makes getting completely and utterly obliterated difficult…
Introducing Vodka Spray! One spritz and you’ll be drunk as a skunk near some mushroom soup.
Just don’t apply in bathrooms near winos or at the tops of stairs.
Coming soon…
It was her birthday, and she knew if she could do it any night it would be tonight. She was with her friends and had just won the championship race. There’s no better way to celebrate than getting a little drunk with some champagne out of a trophy and vodka and lemonade.
vodka is a poison to the soul a torture to the mind and a detriment to the body. it pains those around you and yourself. you cant get any worse than vodka. pain is all that comes from it. i cant imagine anything good coming from vodka. i would never comsume it. it causes only pain to everyone. especially your heart. pain and torture.
The syrupy whiteness of the bitter sweet nectar, being entered into my system. Like oxygen in the air, or the rain pouring from the clouds. tapping the tongue in my mouth, being nourished with the natural and clean stillness of life, in a stage of youth and yonder.
straight liquor? almost. its like russian… is it made from potatoes? idk… vodka. vodka. vodka. vodka. vaaawwddkkgghha. like saying it with a russian (?) accent?
We already did whiskey…to be honest I’m not an expert on alchohol.
The liquor was making her feel light-headed and daring. It was a wonderful feeling – as if she could conquer the world in one night. It also made her slightly dizzy and nauseated. This second fact was, in all honesty, the only thing keeping her from trying to act on the former thought.
shots cold down your throat. Burning sensations. fire and ice. good times with friends under the low lights of a late night bar.
she ordered another one fast. she needed it. he hadn’t called, texted, or emailed. jerk. she knew it too. she predicted it with Fran but still acted like an idiot again. never fails. a nice smile, some clever word or phrase and she lost it. when would she ever learn. good thing it didn’t happen all that often.
Through his veins he felt the venom from the volumes of vodka.
Vodka. Soda. Lemon, not lime. It tastes cleaner. Dark corner in a dark bar. The game is on but he hardly notices. The vodka is weak. The bartender a cheap bastard.
its za drink that people drink and get drunk from it must taste great if people drink it i never drank it so ya it must be great cause its so great aparently .. so ulltimate frisbee is really fun play it some time causw…is this actually 60 seconds? it seems soooo long