Not much to report this week, but in the true spirit of posting every or close to every Sunday so as not to break the Scrutiny Sunday cycle, you’re getting a post anyway. Excited? You should be.
Yesterday, we made the usual grocery store visit. (Note: lists stop you from buying everything in sight. I’m aware you all probably know this, but it never hurts to remember it.) Reaching the point where the trolley (read: shopping cart) was refusing to turn without brute force due to it’s weight, we stopped by the alcohol aisles (as everyone must do) and we stumbled upon this.
Hells yea! Exotic zombie!
Yes. Zombie. Of course we couldn’t resist buying it. Clever marketing Bacardi, clever marketing. Blueberry or Blue Blast aren’t good enough, call it Zombie and you’ll catch that whole demographic at least once no matter the taste. We reasoned even if it tasted like dirty sewer water or zombie urine, it was still called Zombie and therefore worth the money.
So, what did it taste like? Was it like a liquefied zombie entrails? Did it leave us walking around like zombies?
Cheers, fellow zombie drinker!
It tasted nice. Bit fruity. But… very drinkable! Phew. Exceeds expectations, luckily. Tastes and looks nothing like the traditional ‘zombie’ cocktail. And at 12.5% alcohol content, you’d have to drink it like you were about to run out the door before the zombies broke down the door (aka slam a bit of it down) before you feel the effects too much. Probably need the whole bottle before you started acting like a zombie. But, as far as premixed alcohol goes it’s a good buy. And more importantly, it is called ‘Zombie’.
Gnarghkargh more zombie
Short post today, but you’ll get over it. If you don’t, why don’t we sit down and have a glass or two of this stuff and I’m sure you will eventually. Alcohol solves everything, right? And yes, those are square glasses to drink it. They’re cool ok? Ok. Cheers to the zombie apocalypse. Or at least to surviving it or not caring because you’re drunk.