Hey there!
This week I'll be a little bit different... Maybe is the spring or the my pink hair... but what knock out anybody with Jagermeister. I'm probably the most biggest fan of this greatest drink ever and can drink a entire bottle without getting sick... Drunk yes... but not sick. The only other fucker who love so much that drink it's probably The Dro from Deadstar Assembly... Well... will see one day who's able to drink a lot of Jagermeister without getting sick... (yep... it's a challenge)!
But for the one who ain't able to drink this god drink straight, I choose three knock out drink with Jagermeister! Well every go...
Jagerbomb
Classic, but it's still work...
2 oz of Redbull (or Monster energy drink)
1 1/2 oz of jagermeister
You drink it straight. It's a shooters... ONE SHOT!
But... don't go to far with that... It's seriously making dammage to your health...
Vodkameister
An other shot classic...
2 oz of vodka
2oz of jagermeister
and voilà... you're pretty knock out after 5 shots...
The german mexican
The ancester of the jagerbomb, the german mexican is a mix of Tequilla and Jagermeister. It's the kind of shot you drink if you want to have an headache and a pretty bang... bad hangover.
So here's the recipe...
2 oz of MEXICAN Tequila
1 1/2 oz of jagermeister
And now... we'll sing all together this The Doors' song...
Well, show me the way
To the next whisky bar
Oh, don't ask why
Oh, don't ask why
Show me the way
To the next whisky bar
Oh, don't ask why
Oh, don't ask why
For if we don't find
The next whisky bar
I tell you we must die
I tell you we must die
I tell you, I tell you
I tell you we must die
Oh, moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
And must have whisky, oh, you know why
Oh, moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
And must have whisky, oh, you know why
Well, show me the way
To the next little girl
Oh, don't ask why
Oh, don't ask why
Show me the way
To the next little girl
Oh, don't ask why
Oh, don't ask why
For if we don't find
The next little girl
I tell you we must die
I tell you we must die
I tell you, I tell you
I tell you we must die
Oh, moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
And must have whisky, oh, you know why
See you in hell!
This week I'll be a little bit different... Maybe is the spring or the my pink hair... but what knock out anybody with Jagermeister. I'm probably the most biggest fan of this greatest drink ever and can drink a entire bottle without getting sick... Drunk yes... but not sick. The only other fucker who love so much that drink it's probably The Dro from Deadstar Assembly... Well... will see one day who's able to drink a lot of Jagermeister without getting sick... (yep... it's a challenge)!
But for the one who ain't able to drink this god drink straight, I choose three knock out drink with Jagermeister! Well every go...
Jagerbomb
Classic, but it's still work...
2 oz of Redbull (or Monster energy drink)
1 1/2 oz of jagermeister
You drink it straight. It's a shooters... ONE SHOT!
But... don't go to far with that... It's seriously making dammage to your health...
Vodkameister
An other shot classic...
2 oz of vodka
2oz of jagermeister
and voilà... you're pretty knock out after 5 shots...
The german mexican
The ancester of the jagerbomb, the german mexican is a mix of Tequilla and Jagermeister. It's the kind of shot you drink if you want to have an headache and a pretty bang... bad hangover.
So here's the recipe...
2 oz of MEXICAN Tequila
1 1/2 oz of jagermeister
And now... we'll sing all together this The Doors' song...
Well, show me the way
To the next whisky bar
Oh, don't ask why
Oh, don't ask why
Show me the way
To the next whisky bar
Oh, don't ask why
Oh, don't ask why
For if we don't find
The next whisky bar
I tell you we must die
I tell you we must die
I tell you, I tell you
I tell you we must die
Oh, moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
And must have whisky, oh, you know why
Oh, moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
And must have whisky, oh, you know why
Well, show me the way
To the next little girl
Oh, don't ask why
Oh, don't ask why
Show me the way
To the next little girl
Oh, don't ask why
Oh, don't ask why
For if we don't find
The next little girl
I tell you we must die
I tell you we must die
I tell you, I tell you
I tell you we must die
Oh, moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
And must have whisky, oh, you know why
See you in hell!
Josy
