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Why You Should Never Take A Shot Called The Spicy Redhead [WATCH]

I recently attended my cousin’s 21st birthday, and this little asshole casserole was being fed froofy ass shots like a Buttery Nipple and a Redheaded Slut, and he was loving it. I stepped in to rock that little slut’s face off with some manly man shots, and that’s when I realized that the only two shitty shots I knew were the Gorilla Fart and the Four Horsemen. Right in that moment is when I decided to travel from bar to bar, trying to learn what exactly were…

The Worst Shots Ever

Hayley and I ended our inaugural run of the show with three shots at Rudy’s Pub & Grill. Not because that place is particularly special or anything (although they do have an awesome atmosphere for football on Sundays), but because our awesome bartender Jenn happened to know three terrible shots to make for us.

Our last shot of the day was the aptly named Spicy Redhead. By this time, Hayley and I were hammered and very few things were making sense to me. Above all else, I was shocked that I hadn’t vomited, and not from the number of shots we drank, because I can drink a lot, I’m very powerful. No, I was surprised we didn’t vomit because of the types of shots we were taking. They were all awful. With that being said, I still believe the worst shot ever is out there, and dammit I intend to find it.

 

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This Is How We Learned What An ‘Abortion Shot’ Was

I recently attended my cousin’s 21st birthday, and this little asshole casserole was being fed froofy ass shots like a Buttery Nipple and a Redheaded Slut, and he was loving it. I stepped in to rock that little slut’s face off with some manly man shots, and that’s when I realized that the only two shitty shots I knew were the Gorilla Fart and the Four Horsemen. Right in that moment is when I decided to travel from bar to bar, trying to learn what exactly were…

The Worst Shots Ever

At this point in the day, Hayley and I are already five shots and a couple of beers deep. We make our way over to Rudy’s Pub & Grill to keep the dream alive, and continue seeking out the worst shot of all time. So far we’ve found some pretty horrible shots, but this next shot might actually take the cake, considering it’s called the “Abortion Shot.”

Jen, our lively and enthusiastic bartender, made sure to make our lives hell to the greatest extent of her ability. She knew three horrible shots, so the Abortion Shot was the first of the trio. Although it only tasted marginally awful, the texture in my mouth combined with my pondering the name was enough to bring me ridiculously close to puking.