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“If you haven’t tried Fireball Cinnamon Whisky yet, just imagine what it would be like to get a Chuck Norris roundhouse kick to the face if his legs were on fire and tasted like cinnamon.”<\/em> – The Fireball Whisky Site<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n\n\n\n

I remember back in the day – circa 1999 – putting Jolly Ranchers in Zima was all the rage. I also remember putting a Jolly Rancher in a Zima was something no guy I knew was never going to do. Jolly Ranchers in Zima were for the future Real Housewives of Whatever County<\/em> audience and the fat-guy-in-a-skinny-guy-shirt-metrosexuals that would marry them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Fireball Whisky<\/a> is what I would have drunk back in the day – circa 1999 – had I possessed the Nostrodomian-like foresight and intuition to put a crushed-up Atomic Fireball in a glass of Whisky.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

A few days ago a made a stop by my local parasite liquor store (That’s a liquor store owned by a grocery store but with a separate entrance so the Bible-thumping grocery store owners can save face) to pick up some staples when at the checkout I came across an auspicious sample display with little 50ml bottles of Fireball Whisky spilling out of the bottom.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

At first, while I swiped my debit card and paid for the Fris Vodka<\/a> I had come for, I thought, “That’s pretty cool.” But then, when the clerk asked me if there was anything else I needed, I picked up one of the little bottles and said, “What’s this?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“They say it tastes like like a fireball. You know? The ones like when you we’re a kid,” Replied the clerk.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I bought 10 at $1 each.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Fireball Cinnamon Whisky First Taste<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

I was giddy, and like a high school girl with a bottle of Boone’s Farm Strawberry Hill, as soon as I got to my car I cracked one open and slammed it. At first, I held my breath, but as soon as I exhaled I felt like running balls-out-naked across a playground while hysterically laughing and screaming MY MOUTH IS ON FIIIAAARRRR!!! I was a 5-year-old with the most awesome candy known to man. Candy that would get me drunk.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I shit you not. This stuff tastes just like you just ground up an Atomic Fireball with a set of robot teeth and chased it with a shot of Wild Turkey. Absolutely amazing. Gave some to my dad – loved it. Gave a shot to my mom – loved it. Wife – loved it. You get the idea. I have yet to find a single person who doesn’t like Fireball Whisky. But the looming question remained – would it mix?<\/p>\n\n\n\n