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You’re a bibliophile and you know what that word means. You also started a club where other people also know what that means and you meet once a month to pretend you read a book, but you actually just sit around and get drunk, eat off a homemade charcuterie board, and slowly realize you are alone in the universe.
But before all this happens, you need a cool title for your book club. It needs to reference great literature, but also that you are a borderline alcoholic. It needs to show your wit in tying together modernism with hopeless drunkenness and making puns out of the great works of human expression, so long as the puns are about hopeless drunkenness. When we discovered that “tequila mockingbird” is the name of every alcohol-addled book club, we decided to offer new titles to cleverly show your erudite friends that you not only know lit but also how to get lit. Use these, choose these, don’t abuse these: Uncle Tom’s cabernet. Slaughterhouse it’s five o’clock somewhere. Gone with three sheets to the wind. The tequila sunrises also. Their eyes were watching Todd (making a drunk fool of himself again). Rabbit Run across the street to the liquor store and get us more booze. The sound and the blurry. The Beerslayer. The wasted land. Manhattan transferred into my mouth. The bookclub of laughing and forgetting where I put my pants last night. One hundred beers of solitude. The Name of the Rosé. I know why the caged bird drinks. |
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