OK, you have to admit, this is some funny shit.
https://twitter.com/davidhogg111/status/1509918056209952772
https://twitter.com/JackPosobiec/status/1509930101424726049
Beer/Wine legal.
Hootch, not so much.
And yes, that really is all about taxes.
Not to mention there's some shit hooch out there that can kill your ass.
Codifying it into the law is a good (and permanent) thing. You are right about how rights get diminished, but legalization decriminalization by any/all means.
Jack is "recovering" intel (his words, not anon's). He's still a good troll, and shitposter. Not sure about all his other friends, though it was interesting to see their Luminal Order buddy John Goldman get flushed down the toilet.
Never again. Ho Lee Fuq.
Anon made it a very comfortable 38 years drinking massive quantities of anything/everything under the sun with nary a hangover to speak of, ever. Have been schnookered, destroyed, hammered, blitzed and various combinations of each with the specific intent on pushing to see how far anon could go. Have drank a many much larger anon under the table with ease. But that New Years was different.
Me and fellow "nothing ever gets me really fucked up" anon polished one of these off at the end of the night (after hours of drinking, mind you), one shot at a time, as onlookers stood in amazement. Carried on for a while, cleaned up the house after all the guests left and started up the stairs. Something was different this time. Something was… off. The Jaeger, Rum, Champagne, Beer, Vodka jelly beans, and touch of red wine anon had with those yummy meatballs we always do for New Years got to swirling around and created a Biblical reckoning the likes of which no human should ever have to endure.
Anon looked at spouse and mumbled something incoherent that was meant to to say "I think I fucked up; gonna crash now." but it came out "Finks fucky gipted kush nn." The next day, around 3pm in the afternoon, spouse gently rolled the blinds open just to check I was still alive.
"Honey, you OK? I'm actually a bit worried. You've never done this before."
<"Babe, I think I found my kryptonite. I feel like I'm dying."
>Hysterical laughter
<"How's anon? Is he still alive?"
"Yeah, friendanon says "he's pretty fucked up".
<"Tell them I said this shit is his fault."
>Hysterical laughter
Never. Again.