Hip Flask
To Krude,a hip flask is an essential accessory to his
everyday being. That is,a hip flask filled to the brim with scotch or whiskey.
It's not meant to be cool or elitist.Just meant to fix a jones. Or be the drink
'mixer' that you need in a pinch (when the liquor stores are closed). It pays
to be prepared. Especially when it comes to booze.
A normal size hip flask will hold around 6oz of your
favorite hooch. It is easily concealed in almost every normal size pocket on
your pants of jacket. For the true flask veterans: a flask tucked into a tube
sock on your leg. Wearing cargo pants (or chinos) is highly recommended when
putting a flask inside your sock. Hopefully,some $10/hr rent a goon at your
local sports stadium won't check your lower extremities with the usual Patriot
Act inspired frisking.
I started a little collection of flasks. Each will serve
it's true purpose,and display a statement branding: Slayer,Motorhead,and my
beloved Raiders. Amen.
A flask that can beat a metal detector is better than a
chick who brings the condoms. That will be written on Krude's tombstone.
Chicks and flasks. That's hot. Any woman who carries a flask
in her purse is tops with me. Not sure of the social stigma associated with a
flask drinking chick. But with the crowd who reads this blog on this website,I
doubt there is any negative stigma at all.
Try to drink all the booze you pour into the flask quickly.
It doesn't stay for long inside that cheap metal container. IT WILL LEAK after
a few days. Another flask tip is to buy small funnels at a dollar store to pour
the liquor into the tiny flask opening. I've wasted more precious liquor by
spilling it on a countertop by mistake when loading my flasks. I've lived. And
I've learned.
Hip flasks are often found at those shopping mall kiosks
that sell dumb keychains and photo frames. Have one engraved for the love of
your life. Krude thinks it makes the perfect gift (when a real perfect gift is
too expensive or is out of stock).
Random Krude observation: I saw former MTV VJ Jesse
Camp at a Faster Pussycat gig in NJ a few weeks ago. He was with a sweet assed
Spanish looking chick. His chick was nagging him the whole time he was there.
He looked miserable. But I bet he tagged that bitch in the brown eye as soon as
they got home or wherever. And I bet it was worth the constant nagging at a fun
Faster Pussycat show. Amen.
Where There's a Whip....
There's a Way
KK
@kapn_krude
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