Family Matters
Dec. 29th, 2003 03:31 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
cdybedahlAt the dinner at dad's yesterday I found out two things about my sister and brother.
The first that they, like me, aren't particularly fond of sweet cookies or sweet candy. All of us prefer potato crisps, popcorn, salt licorice or stupidly bitter chocolate to the sweet stuff. I thought I was the only person in the world who don't really like sweet candy, but apparently it's a family thing.
The second is that my brother has in his possession a bottle of what must be the most revolting alcoholic beverage ever. It's basically a flavoured vodka. So far, not so strange. Such liquors are very common up here in the frozen north. Usually, they're flavoured with various herbs, some of them psychoactive in large doses. Not so with the stuff my brother has. That one is flavoured with beaver. No, not that sort of beaver, you perv. The animal. Large aquatic rodent of the genus Castor. Well-known for building dams. Specifically, the liquor is flavoured with the musk glands that the beaver uses to mark its territory. It smells rather like an old, worn, sweaty and moldy leather coat. I didn't dare try to drink it.
The first that they, like me, aren't particularly fond of sweet cookies or sweet candy. All of us prefer potato crisps, popcorn, salt licorice or stupidly bitter chocolate to the sweet stuff. I thought I was the only person in the world who don't really like sweet candy, but apparently it's a family thing.
The second is that my brother has in his possession a bottle of what must be the most revolting alcoholic beverage ever. It's basically a flavoured vodka. So far, not so strange. Such liquors are very common up here in the frozen north. Usually, they're flavoured with various herbs, some of them psychoactive in large doses. Not so with the stuff my brother has. That one is flavoured with beaver. No, not that sort of beaver, you perv. The animal. Large aquatic rodent of the genus Castor. Well-known for building dams. Specifically, the liquor is flavoured with the musk glands that the beaver uses to mark its territory. It smells rather like an old, worn, sweaty and moldy leather coat. I didn't dare try to drink it.
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Date: 2003-12-30 04:27 am (UTC)Gordon Bennett! I thought I'd heard it all.
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