You have got to be fucking kidding me.
WELLINGTON, New Zealand – A crate of Scotch whisky that was trapped in Antarctic ice for a century was finally opened Friday — but the heritage dram won't be tasted by whiskey lovers because it's being preserved for its historical significance.
Let's get something straight right the fuck now.
The only reason God invented whiskey in the first place was to prevent the Irish from ruling the fucking world.
Nice strategy Big Guy, it seems to be working.
Now then, the only reason anyone makes whiskey is so YOU CAN FUCKING DRINK IT!!
Some ignorant fucking asshole decides that after they found a WHOLE CASE of hundred year old whiskey under a fucking porch in a place less than a thousand people go to, for a damn good reason, that it should be "tested" with a fucking needle through the cork, did I mention this is One Hundred Year Old Scotch?
Bring me that mans head.
Go read the whole article, I have been following this story like a welfare queen after a check.
What actually infuriates me, is that some tight assed mother fucker thinks that it is OK to put the shit BACK UNDER A PORCH IN ANTARCTICA!!
You fucking idiot sonofabitches!
Oh, it's for historical reasons.
That makes it all better.
Jesus Fucking Christ.
I couldn't beat you senseless, apparently someone has already done that.
Seriously, you are going to put a whole case of hunnerd year old whiskey back under a mother fucking porch in Antarctica and not give one fucking Big Wig who funded the research one single taste?
You need a severe beating.
Two things I did notice, that case of hundred year old Scotch only had eleven bottles in it, as they reported.
Not a full case where I come from. That would be twelve.
The other. the original recipe has been lost so they are going to try and replicate it.
I ain't going to live another hundred and fifty fucking years.
Open one of those sonsabitches right the fuck now, let someone enjoy a beautiful bottle of ancient Scotch, keep two for your scientific purposes, put some iced fucking tea in the rest of the bottles and THEN, put those back under the porch of a fucking shack out in the middle of nowhere in Antarctica.
Say Hi to the fucking penguins while yer there.