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Let me tell you something about Irish Car Bombs...

Contributed by: Brendan Leonard/YourHub.com   on 7/19/2006

Irish Car Bomb
3/4 pint Guinness Stout
1/2 shot Jameson Irish Whiskey
1/2 shot Bailey's Irish Cream

Pour 3/4 pint of Guinness into a pint glass. Pour Bailey's into a shot glass and add Jameson on top of it. Drop shot glass into pint glass and chug everything -- the longer you wait, the worse it will taste.

Not so many years ago, there was a group of five of us in Cedar Falls, Iowa, who all liked to hang out and drink in bars in such as Toad's and The Other Place, drink copious amounts, harass women, burn each other with cigarettes and scream things like "Pearl Jam's 'Ten' was the last great rock record ever!" ( Puffer)

We all left Cedar Falls in a mass exodus around 2002. I left to attend the University of Montana, Jayson left to work for the Iowa Democratic Party in Des Moines, Nick left to run a ski lift at Breckenridge, Dave left to help with expansion of Texas Roadhouse restaurants in Illinois, Iowa and Wisconsin and Puffer (his first name is really Eric) left to work for Old Chicago in Peoria. Scott stayed in town for a couple extra years before moving to Lakewood in 2005.

We all got back together in Dubuque, Iowa, this past weekend because Dave was getting married to Jess and he asked us to be there. Scott and Puffer were the ushers and I was moved up to groomsman at the last minute. It was great to see all these guys again, together. We picked up right where we left off, making rude comments about one another's weight, hairlines and taste in clothes after about a half an hour of catching up.

It was like old times again. Well, except I no longer drink or smoke and don't chase girls anymore, so I was able to keep my dignity intact the entire weekend. Dave and Jess got happily married, and at the reception at The Meadows, we were able to relive one of the standbys of the old days: The Irish Car Bomb.

At Toad's, the bar where we spent most of our time, we used to use the Car Bomb as a weapon: He who got to the bar last or committed any other such offense would be Car-Bombed from across the room, and had no choice but to drink it. I think they were six bucks apiece back then, and many a night went from "relaxing" to "total chaos" when they were poured. Especially because at Toad's, they poured an extra half-shot to a shot of Bailey's directly in the Guinness before pouring more in the shot glass. I once did three in five minutes before falling directly onto the floor.

Well, at Dave's wedding reception,we were at a more conservative, classy place, one where they expected you to flush the toilets and not vomit anywhere. Perhaps we shouldn't have expected them to carry all the ingredients for the Car Bomb. The bartender had already poured the Guinness before he realized the bar didn't stock Jameson. That's okay, how about another Irish whiskey. No? Okay, well... Oh, would you look at that. We don't have Bailey's either. Hmmm...

I was glad I abstained, since the drink he came up with was this:

3/4 pint of Guinness Stout
1/2 shot of Canadian Club
1/2 shot of Half and Half

No one knew exactly what to call it, since its original status had been degraded so far. I think we ended up with "Canadian Bicycle Wreck." I took the photo since my hands were free.

Now Dave and Jess are in Puerto Vallarta, and the rest of us are back at our jobs: Myself in Denver on the other side of your Internet connection, Nick a few blocks away doing public relations work for Colorado Ski Country USA, Scotty a couple minutes away in Lakewood biding his time at Chad's, Puffer at Old Chicago in Peoria and Jayson managing U.S. Rep. Leonard Boswell's re-election campaign in Des Moines. It's kind of sad when people have to move apart, grow up and become responsible, but that's the way life is, I guess. Someone's going to have to get married pretty soon so we can all get together again.
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Submitted By: William Boucher
posted on 7/20/2006 @ 10:42:15 PM
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This reminds me of the wedding of a friend when I was in college. I had hooked up with this one girl before coming to Colorado. I made the mistake of giving her a colorado address to write to me. Anyway, when I came back for the wedding I was a slightly torn 185 and feeling young, dumb and full of ...(I digress). Needless to say I got nicely hammered, this girl showed uo, and to make a long story longer, ended up introducing her to my friends as "Fugly". And you thought I was a nice guy.
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Submitted By: Delete Me
posted on 7/20/2006 @ 8:12:31 PM
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I don't know where you get your bombs, but mine always was a full guinness and a full shot of Jamisons or Bushmills...Tullamore Dew...mmm...Although some places can make a Baby Guinness shot, but that will stump most.
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Submitted By: Rob Guthrie
posted on 7/20/2006 @ 5:55:07 PM