Dear Jack Daniels:
Thank you thank you thank you! You come from a predominantly dry state and help me to forget about my nagging, crazy, twinkie eating, won't do the dishes even though I bought and installed a $400 dishwasher, wife. You mix well with almost anything, and honestly, after consuming enough of you, it all tastes the same anyway. You go so well with my Marlboro Menthol Lights I can barely contain myself. A smoke in one hand and a bottle of you in the other? HEAVEN!
Yours in AA