Scotch tastings in the afternoon are wicked awesome. Except you kinda feel like an imposter when your scrub self is starting to get a bit cheerful after sampling 10 very pricey scotches and meanwhile this (incredibly attractive) woman is discussing the subtleties of each one and you're all, yeah dude, complex, yup, sure, pour me another, mmm, yeah.
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And boy does a scotch tasting sound like fun right about now...