I’ve had this unopened bottle of Glenlivet for years. I’m serious, this thing was featured in one of the old cribs spots we did for GameSpot back in the day. My ex-roommates will no doubt chortle when they learn I still have it. I keep wondering when I will actually drink it. At this point, it’s almost a point of principle; I’ll just buy a new bottle, drink that, and keep my old friend around a bit longer. It’s not even the really old Glenlivet, either.
I do think Scotch is weird. Or, more appropriately, Scotch makes us weird.