Wake up in the morning, drunk. Tell your self that the all the beer bottles just flew off the window ? No sir!Walk down the road and not find a bar, cheeses you off! Walk to the next lane and yet not a bar in sight! Whoa baby, someone's gonna die! Then light a joint to forget about the whisky waiting for you in the old dusty rack of the closest local bar. Not a good a alternative, no sir! Walk up to the old pie-eyed rummy and ask him for a gulp from his erstwhile rum flask ?? No sir, not for this tosspot! Think of Morrison and scream "If we don't find our way to the next whisky bar, I tell you we must die!". Sounds like a hit to me. But again, no sir, am not game die now. I just want a drink. Look at the morning sun and the bitch reminds you of tequila! Finally spot a bar, walk in and asked for whisky. No sir, out of stock. Like some vodka instead ? No sir, not heading for a Russian trip. Ouzo ? No sir, not Greek either. Brandy ? No sir, whisky please ?. Akvavit ? No sir am allergic to caraway seeds.Gin ? No sir, I'd rather go to Iceland and chew on some juniper berries. Mescal ? No sir, wait, do you mean MESCALINE from peyote ? Now how about Schnapps ? No sir, Love the Dutch too much! John Barleycorn ?? No sir, I like fragmented intoxicants! Then what do I want ?? Can you show me the way to the next whisky bar please ?