Oh Bushmills, Oh Bushmills, how sweet you taste tonight.

This election night fever, building like the dam of a beaver, Oh how you are keeping me sane.

Triple distilled since 1608, helping me through this night filled with hate.

Romney Obama is all I can here, I'm sure glad im with you, and not with a beer.

Your strength is much needed, to dull my emotions that are ever so heated.

The masses are occupied, and embelished in the lie, that only the few can see through.

This whiskey is good, it does not take sides, it only cares for who takes it's ride.

Tonight you comfort me, and send me to a feeling of jubilee.

Tomorrow the truth shall come out in force, but for tonight it is us with little remorse.

Oh Bushmills, My Bushmills, My little Irish love.

hah! Yeah i can agree with you there buddy, but I'm not drinking Bushmills, Im drinking out if the Wild Turkey Rare Breed Bottle here.

S+F

I like it. It makes me think of the good side of drinking. I had to quit last year for good. But oh those were the days

Originally posted by Pegasus2000
hah! Yeah i can agree with you there buddy, but I'm not drinking Bushmills, Im drinking out if the Wild Turkey Rare Breed Bottle here.

S+F

Either way they are both good and they both numb the soul.