Ah, wee Neily
He is a meek fellow, of sleight frame and character.

I am known for my ability to tolerate alcohol with ferocity - i have Irish and Scots heritage, and a liver of steel. My friends who have similarly grown up with me are also of this kin.

Wee Neily, however, is not.

One raucous night at my house, we had a cocktail evening. Now, i like my Martini dry with a twist. But tonight we went OTT. Mixing Balkan Vodka (88% proof) with Tanqueray 10 Gin (55.7%) and vermouth. To add to the concoction, we slipped a lick of Czech absinthe in (50-60%? Who knows).

Me and my hearty fellows were drinking maybe one or two of these bad boys. That was our limit. We dared Neily to drink one.

He'd had a few bevvies already, and we knew he'd be game. But he had cricket the next day, and declined. We upped the wager.

£15 from all of us if he does.

...

He accepts.

We pour the same mixture, except we added more than a lick of absinthe. In fact, one could call it an entire shot. Or two.

Up in the air, down his gullet and then he went pale. Very, very pale.

"Neily, out the back to vom!"

And so he did. He returned a few minutes later not quite compos mentis. It seems that alcohol takes exactly 30 seconds to reach the brain after consumption. He went out staggering, he came back in... unable to walk. We had to hold him up, he was gibbering gibberish. I mean, it was like biblical "talking in tongues" stuff.

And that is the story of how we sabotaged Neily's weekend. He was quite ill.
(Schumann makes awesome quiches., Fri 19 Sep 2008, 11:23, 2 replies)

Pedant alert.
Proof just means twice the ABV percentage so the Balkan stuff is about 44% abv:

en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Proof_(alcohol)

However, I liked your story :-)
(gin'll fix it, Fri 19 Sep 2008, 11:32, closed)

proof
Sorry, added that by stupidity:

www.thedrinkshop.com/products/nlpdetail.php?prodid=1700

That's the bugger.
(Schumann makes awesome quiches., Fri 19 Sep 2008, 13:41, closed)