She took the shot straight as Shelly winced. It wasn’t quite so bad as she had expected, though it still burned going down. I earned this, she reminded herself. Fuck it. Fuck life. It’s time to live.
Shelly watched in awe as Janna took another 3 shots, and shook her head. That girl….
“Haha, this is the finest liquid my country has to offer” Ivan hollered as he poured himself another shot of the vodka. He slammed the shot down his throat and clapped his hands loudly. “Of course, Russia has one other drink I like every now and again.” he said, baring his fangs when he smiled.
Vodka can be covered easily by orange juice. Vodka is delicious. I think Russians might like vodka. Vodka is my fave fave fave kind of alcohol. Vodka is fun word. It’s probably Russian.
Jules
Vodka is strong. It burns as it goes down your throat. I love the taste of vodka and orange juice in the morning. Not any of that champagne and orange juice. Vodka makes a person strong – you drink enough and you can overcome the challenge of holding your drink. The clear crystal of vodka glistening in the afternoon sun is a welcome sight after a hard day of work.
Jamie
I love vodka. I love being drunk. Vodka tastes fabulous mixed with juice but it’s even better as a shot. I love shots. I hardly drink though. But being drunk is oh so fun.
her sounds of drunken sobbing – tears of joy and tears of rampage – surround the crickets chirping in her moonlight this night, any night of the week. when she speaks in slur i can understand her, easiest at least.
A small bar in Camden. Fran ordered a round of vodka shots from the burly man at the bar. They sloshed in front of us. Outside, the rain pelted the London streets and people hurried by, trying and failing to hail cabs. Well, better in here and drunk than out here and wet.
you make me want you, you make me want to want you, you make me wonder. you’re in my arms, my bed, my life, my mind and why? vodka. vodka brought me to you, your mind brought me to stay, and soon the vodka will bring me to forget.
Ris
El vodka es transparente, hace que me hierva la garganta y me maree, pero al menos me permite ver a través 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 que tomé ese día tan afortunado que la conocí.
It reminds me of the disgusting cosmopolitan drunk in a dirty bar yesterday. I just wanted to have fun but it was very bad so I bought some red wine bottles and I drunk them with friends on a bench.
It’s awesome. Russians drink a lot of it. It tastes horrible. I’m turning 21 in two days, I’ll need some.
Alex Argumedo
this drink is amazingly strong and pretty nasty actually. i think it should be legal for all ages though. it’s yummy. but nasty. hahaha i can’t say any bad words :p
that’s wweeeeiiirrrddd.
anyway, vodka = yummy/nasty
is my 60 seconds up yet.
amanda
Vodka is something that can kill you. I does not freeze when you put it in a freezer. It is clear. It has a very strong taste. There are many different types. You can mix vodka and orange soda and drink that which is very tasty. You should not drink it if you are under 21 years of age. It should not be confused with water. If you accidentally give some to a toddler you may kill them or servilely injury the child. Vodka is a very unneeded drink.
Brianna
Vodka, the destroyer. A counselor of sorts, therapy. Full of forgetfulness, mix it with anything. A simple drink, can wreck a family. Tastes good, clear. Looks pure. Deceiving.
Lauren
My ancestral history is embalmed in Vodka. At 86, my Polish grandmother still has the sort of tolerance usually associated with lumberjacks and wager laborers. When I am home, I do her shopping for her, which means that the only alcohol I can find within a minute of entering the liquor store is the large bottle of Martini and Rossi — “Dry, not sweet!” — and UV Vodka.
i stumble forward with the taste of vodka on my lips. i hate it but i love it at the same time, the truth comes out and it erases most of my doubt. under it the influence of it, everything is so hazy but miraculously clear.it makes me sad, because i realize how much i miss you
Dirty carpets and cheap whores, the scent of smoke and poker tables. We sat around and fucked and played and drank every day until we died. We did something no one else did, we lived.
He tipped back the glass and let the clear liquid pour out onto the counter. The girl next to him raised her eyebrows, drowning whatever she was about to say in her own glass of an orange-tinted martini. “Vodka,” he said to no one in particular. “Vodka is the stuff for filthy counter tops.”
People that drink too much vodka vomit.
My mom has a HUGE bottle of Belvedere.
I see tons of lawyers come out of liquor stores with vodka.
I read on the bottle they are made out of potatoes.
Orange juice and vodka= reallllllyyyyy drunk grandparents.
Alyssa G
reminds me of mocha bombs, slipperly nipples, orange juice and raspberry, not that i’ve ever had any of that, not do i even know what’s in them. i just know that alcohol can do funny things to people sometimes.
Lily
I swallowed the clear, deathly alcohol. A Russian import. Why am I doing this? This poison, I’m underage, yet it’s self destruction, anyone has a right to it. They can’t illegalize death if that’s what you want. The viscosity of the putrid sparkling vodka slipped coldly down my closing throat.
Cara
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vodka. i came home from the party. my breath smelled like whipped cream flavored vodka and the tic tacs i used to cover it up. i tiptoed through the living room and laid one foot on the first stair. all the while, my head is spinning. i was stupid enough to think my dad would never find out. i put my weight foward to continue up the steps. “Melanie Ann Adams! You are in SO much trouble young lady.”
I hate my middle name.
Thoughts are clinking and bumping around in my head and i can’t think straight.
Great. my teenage life is over.
one wild party it was.
fun party joy to the world fun party in the usa cassie joy v alphabet tequila drunk summer 2011 people party in the igloo light fan high love life pancakes joy isn’t she lovely teenage dream joy dirt campsite tag
Manny
If there was one thing Ivan loved, it was vodka. He drank it like most people drank water. Heck, it practically was what flowed through his veins. Unfortunately, it was also what drove Toris away. His beloved sunflower gone, all because Ivan couldn’t resist the call of his dark pleasure. . .
vodka. i came home from the party. my breath smelled like whipped cream flavored vodka and the tic tacs i used to cover it up. i tiptoed through the living room and laid one foot on the first stair. all the while, my head is spinning. i was stupid enough to think my dad would never find out. i put my weight foward to continue up the steps. “Melanie Ann Adams! You are in SO much trouble young lady.”
Thoughts are clinking and bumping around in my head and i can’t think straight.
“Oh shit. My teenage life is over.”
Haha it was one wild party.
Jensen pulled the device, pulsing, from the ground and pile of bones with the wires dragging dirt up with their trembling tautness. A flash of white and red exposed for a moment brought Jensen’s other hand down into the mulch to lift out a bottle of vodka. What the hell? he muttered.
He was drunk as he got pulled over. He had a bottle of vodka in his hand while I asked him a simple question that I already knew the answer too. “Have you been drinking tonight?”
“Maybe…” He replied.
I used to drink vodka and Seven Up behind the theatre when I was a teenager. Not a lot. I was never a drinker. Just a few sips. The point was we weren’t allowed to have it on the property (and in our hands at our age) and I was drinking it! And that alone was fun.
Noisy Quiet
i am lost. the other day i took a mouthful of cherry vodka because i thought it would make me feel better but it didn’t. it made me feel dirty and alone and not myself. why am i here? i always forget how it feels to love someone who doesn’t love you back. but now i remember.
lulu
ew. I don’t even drink alcohol.
I like lemonade and arizona iced tea and coffee and chocolate milk.
haha I can still write after 60 seconds!!!
la la la la… man this will let me write for as long as I want. I think it should really just make you stop after the time is up that way it can be real and it’s more fun. and we won’t need to fix our mistakes it should just be like bam! anyway……
Leanne
the party was dragging on itnto the early morinmgn and hemmingway couldnt decide who to belive about the situation on how to get home. Mary suggested he take a cab becasue of the copious amounts of alcholol he had been drinking since early that day, whild july decided she could drive him.
savannah horne
vodka is an alcoholic beverage that can be bad for ones health if it is drunk in large amounts. you can take shots of vodka. vodka is fermented fruit. vodka tastes good. vodka shots can be flavoured. you can have different kinds or flavours of vodka. you can get drunk off large quantities of vodka
heather
I don’t drink vodka or alcohol because I think it corrupts your mind, body and soul. However, i’ve heard some interesting stories about Vodka. One girl once told me that she got drunk on it straight. Another girl told me she takes loads of vodka shots before she goes out to have a good time.
Seetal
I never ever want to drink Vodka. The idea of drinking something so bitter, so vile, all to just lose control of oneself for a night, then wake up feeling sick and tired.. it’s not entertaining to me. It’s like loosening your grip on the world so quickly that it smashes. But for some people it’s fun; just not for me.
Zoe
vodka is good for a lot of thing like curing athletes foot, making dancers costumes stink less between washings and screwdrivers. I think I’ll have one now
Polish welcomes, Hungarian clubbing, good times, transparent nights, no regrets…
Georgia
I was 17 years old. Up until that point in my life I had never had a drop of alcohol. Honestly, the shit scared me to death. 24 ounces of McCormick vodka, we called it “the Corm”, kept in a purple nalgene bottle I thought was a clever disguise.
and coke, black russian, drinking in Italy after a trip to the vineyards in Tuscany, trying the different wines and oils, going back drunk on the coach with the driver trying to scare us, having just one more drink in the bar and falling asleep before making it down to dinner.
Beryl
She stood there, at the edge of the earth. Staring at the densely packed drink chokers with poison in hand. She wanted to commit this scene to memory now, before she forgot it in the morning.
She took the shot straight as Shelly winced. It wasn’t quite so bad as she had expected, though it still burned going down. I earned this, she reminded herself. Fuck it. Fuck life. It’s time to live.
Shelly watched in awe as Janna took another 3 shots, and shook her head. That girl….
“Haha, this is the finest liquid my country has to offer” Ivan hollered as he poured himself another shot of the vodka. He slammed the shot down his throat and clapped his hands loudly. “Of course, Russia has one other drink I like every now and again.” he said, baring his fangs when he smiled.
Vodka can be covered easily by orange juice. Vodka is delicious. I think Russians might like vodka. Vodka is my fave fave fave kind of alcohol. Vodka is fun word. It’s probably Russian.
Vodka is strong. It burns as it goes down your throat. I love the taste of vodka and orange juice in the morning. Not any of that champagne and orange juice. Vodka makes a person strong – you drink enough and you can overcome the challenge of holding your drink. The clear crystal of vodka glistening in the afternoon sun is a welcome sight after a hard day of work.
I love vodka. I love being drunk. Vodka tastes fabulous mixed with juice but it’s even better as a shot. I love shots. I hardly drink though. But being drunk is oh so fun.
drinking, parties, black out, sex, mexicans, weed, tired, fake, love, beds, tears, music, pools, shots shots shots boys, hearts, careless, fearless, loveless, alive.
her sounds of drunken sobbing – tears of joy and tears of rampage – surround the crickets chirping in her moonlight this night, any night of the week. when she speaks in slur i can understand her, easiest at least.
A small bar in Camden. Fran ordered a round of vodka shots from the burly man at the bar. They sloshed in front of us. Outside, the rain pelted the London streets and people hurried by, trying and failing to hail cabs. Well, better in here and drunk than out here and wet.
you make me want you, you make me want to want you, you make me wonder. you’re in my arms, my bed, my life, my mind and why? vodka. vodka brought me to you, your mind brought me to stay, and soon the vodka will bring me to forget.
El vodka es transparente, hace que me hierva la garganta y me maree, pero al menos me permite ver a través 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 que tomé ese día tan afortunado que la conocí.
It reminds me of the disgusting cosmopolitan drunk in a dirty bar yesterday. I just wanted to have fun but it was very bad so I bought some red wine bottles and I drunk them with friends on a bench.
It’s awesome. Russians drink a lot of it. It tastes horrible. I’m turning 21 in two days, I’ll need some.
this drink is amazingly strong and pretty nasty actually. i think it should be legal for all ages though. it’s yummy. but nasty. hahaha i can’t say any bad words :p
that’s wweeeeiiirrrddd.
anyway, vodka = yummy/nasty
is my 60 seconds up yet.
Vodka is something that can kill you. I does not freeze when you put it in a freezer. It is clear. It has a very strong taste. There are many different types. You can mix vodka and orange soda and drink that which is very tasty. You should not drink it if you are under 21 years of age. It should not be confused with water. If you accidentally give some to a toddler you may kill them or servilely injury the child. Vodka is a very unneeded drink.
Vodka, the destroyer. A counselor of sorts, therapy. Full of forgetfulness, mix it with anything. A simple drink, can wreck a family. Tastes good, clear. Looks pure. Deceiving.
My ancestral history is embalmed in Vodka. At 86, my Polish grandmother still has the sort of tolerance usually associated with lumberjacks and wager laborers. When I am home, I do her shopping for her, which means that the only alcohol I can find within a minute of entering the liquor store is the large bottle of Martini and Rossi — “Dry, not sweet!” — and UV Vodka.
i stumble forward with the taste of vodka on my lips. i hate it but i love it at the same time, the truth comes out and it erases most of my doubt. under it the influence of it, everything is so hazy but miraculously clear.it makes me sad, because i realize how much i miss you
Dirty carpets and cheap whores, the scent of smoke and poker tables. We sat around and fucked and played and drank every day until we died. We did something no one else did, we lived.
He tipped back the glass and let the clear liquid pour out onto the counter. The girl next to him raised her eyebrows, drowning whatever she was about to say in her own glass of an orange-tinted martini. “Vodka,” he said to no one in particular. “Vodka is the stuff for filthy counter tops.”
People that drink too much vodka vomit.
My mom has a HUGE bottle of Belvedere.
I see tons of lawyers come out of liquor stores with vodka.
I read on the bottle they are made out of potatoes.
Orange juice and vodka= reallllllyyyyy drunk grandparents.
reminds me of mocha bombs, slipperly nipples, orange juice and raspberry, not that i’ve ever had any of that, not do i even know what’s in them. i just know that alcohol can do funny things to people sometimes.
I swallowed the clear, deathly alcohol. A Russian import. Why am I doing this? This poison, I’m underage, yet it’s self destruction, anyone has a right to it. They can’t illegalize death if that’s what you want. The viscosity of the putrid sparkling vodka slipped coldly down my closing throat.
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vodka. i came home from the party. my breath smelled like whipped cream flavored vodka and the tic tacs i used to cover it up. i tiptoed through the living room and laid one foot on the first stair. all the while, my head is spinning. i was stupid enough to think my dad would never find out. i put my weight foward to continue up the steps. “Melanie Ann Adams! You are in SO much trouble young lady.”
I hate my middle name.
Thoughts are clinking and bumping around in my head and i can’t think straight.
Great. my teenage life is over.
one wild party it was.
fun party joy to the world fun party in the usa cassie joy v alphabet tequila drunk summer 2011 people party in the igloo light fan high love life pancakes joy isn’t she lovely teenage dream joy dirt campsite tag
If there was one thing Ivan loved, it was vodka. He drank it like most people drank water. Heck, it practically was what flowed through his veins. Unfortunately, it was also what drove Toris away. His beloved sunflower gone, all because Ivan couldn’t resist the call of his dark pleasure. . .
vodka. i came home from the party. my breath smelled like whipped cream flavored vodka and the tic tacs i used to cover it up. i tiptoed through the living room and laid one foot on the first stair. all the while, my head is spinning. i was stupid enough to think my dad would never find out. i put my weight foward to continue up the steps. “Melanie Ann Adams! You are in SO much trouble young lady.”
Thoughts are clinking and bumping around in my head and i can’t think straight.
“Oh shit. My teenage life is over.”
Haha it was one wild party.
Jensen pulled the device, pulsing, from the ground and pile of bones with the wires dragging dirt up with their trembling tautness. A flash of white and red exposed for a moment brought Jensen’s other hand down into the mulch to lift out a bottle of vodka. What the hell? he muttered.
He was drunk as he got pulled over. He had a bottle of vodka in his hand while I asked him a simple question that I already knew the answer too. “Have you been drinking tonight?”
“Maybe…” He replied.
vodka lol!
I used to drink vodka and Seven Up behind the theatre when I was a teenager. Not a lot. I was never a drinker. Just a few sips. The point was we weren’t allowed to have it on the property (and in our hands at our age) and I was drinking it! And that alone was fun.
i am lost. the other day i took a mouthful of cherry vodka because i thought it would make me feel better but it didn’t. it made me feel dirty and alone and not myself. why am i here? i always forget how it feels to love someone who doesn’t love you back. but now i remember.
ew. I don’t even drink alcohol.
I like lemonade and arizona iced tea and coffee and chocolate milk.
haha I can still write after 60 seconds!!!
la la la la… man this will let me write for as long as I want. I think it should really just make you stop after the time is up that way it can be real and it’s more fun. and we won’t need to fix our mistakes it should just be like bam! anyway……
the party was dragging on itnto the early morinmgn and hemmingway couldnt decide who to belive about the situation on how to get home. Mary suggested he take a cab becasue of the copious amounts of alcholol he had been drinking since early that day, whild july decided she could drive him.
vodka is an alcoholic beverage that can be bad for ones health if it is drunk in large amounts. you can take shots of vodka. vodka is fermented fruit. vodka tastes good. vodka shots can be flavoured. you can have different kinds or flavours of vodka. you can get drunk off large quantities of vodka
I don’t drink vodka or alcohol because I think it corrupts your mind, body and soul. However, i’ve heard some interesting stories about Vodka. One girl once told me that she got drunk on it straight. Another girl told me she takes loads of vodka shots before she goes out to have a good time.
I never ever want to drink Vodka. The idea of drinking something so bitter, so vile, all to just lose control of oneself for a night, then wake up feeling sick and tired.. it’s not entertaining to me. It’s like loosening your grip on the world so quickly that it smashes. But for some people it’s fun; just not for me.
vodka is good for a lot of thing like curing athletes foot, making dancers costumes stink less between washings and screwdrivers. I think I’ll have one now
Polish welcomes, Hungarian clubbing, good times, transparent nights, no regrets…
I was 17 years old. Up until that point in my life I had never had a drop of alcohol. Honestly, the shit scared me to death. 24 ounces of McCormick vodka, we called it “the Corm”, kept in a purple nalgene bottle I thought was a clever disguise.
and coke, black russian, drinking in Italy after a trip to the vineyards in Tuscany, trying the different wines and oils, going back drunk on the coach with the driver trying to scare us, having just one more drink in the bar and falling asleep before making it down to dinner.
She stood there, at the edge of the earth. Staring at the densely packed drink chokers with poison in hand. She wanted to commit this scene to memory now, before she forgot it in the morning.