“Sometimes at dusk, when you were trying to relax and not think about the general stagnation, the Garbage God would gather a handful of those choked-off morning hopes and dangle them somewhere just out of reach; they would hang in the breeze and make a sound like delicate glass bells, reminding you of something you never quite got a hold of, and never would. It was a maddening image, and the only way to whip it was to hang on until dusk and banish the ghosts with rum. Often it was easier not to wait, so the drinking would begin at noon. It didn’t help much, as I recall, except that sometimes it made the day go a little faster.”
- Hunter S. Thompson, The Rum Diary
2 comments:
Golden Rum by Bacardi will banish all ghosts but be prepared for a nasty hangover. :)
and that's when real ghosts appear. :)
i still go for good old SMB Pale Pilsen. you know, one of the things you do for love.. :)
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