Would that also be near a campfire or wood stove?
Yeah... Don't belch or you'll REALLY burn it out.
I was a tequila drinker before I discovered Scotch which was after I drank a wee bit too much tequila in my younger years. It took me a long time before I'd even look at it again.
Cactus juice is my bane. I don't even like it. but I can't put it down. I smell the cork, I eat the worm.
Bourbon neat is my thing in likker. That and shine. All the rest can go hang. Except my sometimes friend Jose, who butts in and camps out at my house.
I can do scotch rocks. Don't really like it, but my Uncle Johnny does... So I have acquired something like a tolerance.
Peppermint Schnapps is what I cannot stand. brings a shudder just sniffing it. Got way to drunk on that once, schnapps and pickled pigs feet. The combination turned out to be a poor decision late in the night. Now I cannot tolerate it at all. I will be ill. Greeks. Never again.
But mostly beer, if at all. I am far away from my brilliantly misspent yoot. I just don't go there nowadays. mostly sweet tea and lemonade.