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Whiskey-Cola from the Ruhrpott
Udo's alcohol problem was well known and actually Wolles Eleven aka the drunkards of Herne didn't mind very much, because they were never averse to an alcoholic drink. Wolle even went so far as to build a hiding place for a flask into the sole of his shoes, but that's another story. But at some point fate struck and Udo had to cut short on medical advice, his lover Intense from Bentley had to move out.
Udo had a hard time with that and the gang had to think about what to do: "Men, we need a new signature for Udo. What could one take like that? Yes? Bodo?"
"How about an aquata so that Udo only thinks about water?"
Hotte, as a direct neighbor, moved away and pulled a disgusted face. "Bodo, Udo is a bit too happy at the glass, he's not a mermaid looking for the next pond." Murmurs of agreement were heard.
"There's some fine ones with incense and stuff." "We don't want to baptize Udo."
"We're too late for that anyway", flattened Hotte and everyone laughed except for Wolle, who didn't understand the joke.
"No, no, think. No leather, we got plenty. Nothing more intrusive than the smell of that band, you know... Yes Sir, I can Boogie; you know what I mean?"
"What about old scents like Habit Rouge?"
"Totty....we already had that topic....(attentive readers know my Habit Rouge EdC-Post ;))"
l "II be quiet. Not that I have to throw my club clothes in the fire again today."
Suddenly one of the new ones got up from the lower panel and wanted to speak. Wolles Eleven had set up a kind of medieval table in Hotte's garden. The high table consisted of beer benches, the throne for Wool was a worn out sofa and the lower table was in the end made of stone tiles.
"Well, I know it sounds crazy, because I'm crazy, as you know. But do you know the Bentley Absolute? It reminds me of whiskey and coke." "Th-Th-This....is...genius! Diluted schnapps, exactly what Udo needs now to cut down! Tell us more!"
"So the Absolute is characterized by the fact that the ginger becomes slightly smoky due to the incense and the pink pepper - which is not real pepper - has a mild aroma and thus makes the fragrance easier to digest."
"Ah, that sounds rather limp to me so far. Only the aquatics were even more disconcerting."
"well, the scent has amber and cool moss added to it, and these seem to rub off on the other ingredients in such a way that this whiskey-cola impression occurs. In any case, the sweetish cool note is clearly noticeable, as is a dry paper wrap."
"Does that mean that when Udo drinks it, nothing actually happens? Is there no rum in it or something?"
"You can't say it like that either..."
"You heard him! We have the solution! The Absolute is healthy and Udo's solution! Nevertheless, he smells of liquor!"
The crowd roared and the Absolute was ordered in rows. Because of the presentation, they knew they had the solution because the bottle looked like a new-fangled Coke bottle from the brand with the not-so-funny range of motorcycles. At first they wanted to go to Salguod but nobody was able to get there on a sober motorbike anyway. Thanks to Sparky, the club's heraldic animal, nobody had the idea to order several litres online. Afterwards he grinned to Sparky in his head and thanked him well. The troupe didn't wonder why he sat in front of them nodding his head and grinning stupidly. "Sparky?" "If he's passed out like that, I guess he's giving him advice again."
Udo had a hard time with that and the gang had to think about what to do: "Men, we need a new signature for Udo. What could one take like that? Yes? Bodo?"
"How about an aquata so that Udo only thinks about water?"
Hotte, as a direct neighbor, moved away and pulled a disgusted face. "Bodo, Udo is a bit too happy at the glass, he's not a mermaid looking for the next pond." Murmurs of agreement were heard.
"There's some fine ones with incense and stuff." "We don't want to baptize Udo."
"We're too late for that anyway", flattened Hotte and everyone laughed except for Wolle, who didn't understand the joke.
"No, no, think. No leather, we got plenty. Nothing more intrusive than the smell of that band, you know... Yes Sir, I can Boogie; you know what I mean?"
"What about old scents like Habit Rouge?"
"Totty....we already had that topic....(attentive readers know my Habit Rouge EdC-Post ;))"
l "II be quiet. Not that I have to throw my club clothes in the fire again today."
Suddenly one of the new ones got up from the lower panel and wanted to speak. Wolles Eleven had set up a kind of medieval table in Hotte's garden. The high table consisted of beer benches, the throne for Wool was a worn out sofa and the lower table was in the end made of stone tiles.
"Well, I know it sounds crazy, because I'm crazy, as you know. But do you know the Bentley Absolute? It reminds me of whiskey and coke." "Th-Th-This....is...genius! Diluted schnapps, exactly what Udo needs now to cut down! Tell us more!"
"So the Absolute is characterized by the fact that the ginger becomes slightly smoky due to the incense and the pink pepper - which is not real pepper - has a mild aroma and thus makes the fragrance easier to digest."
"Ah, that sounds rather limp to me so far. Only the aquatics were even more disconcerting."
"well, the scent has amber and cool moss added to it, and these seem to rub off on the other ingredients in such a way that this whiskey-cola impression occurs. In any case, the sweetish cool note is clearly noticeable, as is a dry paper wrap."
"Does that mean that when Udo drinks it, nothing actually happens? Is there no rum in it or something?"
"You can't say it like that either..."
"You heard him! We have the solution! The Absolute is healthy and Udo's solution! Nevertheless, he smells of liquor!"
The crowd roared and the Absolute was ordered in rows. Because of the presentation, they knew they had the solution because the bottle looked like a new-fangled Coke bottle from the brand with the not-so-funny range of motorcycles. At first they wanted to go to Salguod but nobody was able to get there on a sober motorbike anyway. Thanks to Sparky, the club's heraldic animal, nobody had the idea to order several litres online. Afterwards he grinned to Sparky in his head and thanked him well. The troupe didn't wonder why he sat in front of them nodding his head and grinning stupidly. "Sparky?" "If he's passed out like that, I guess he's giving him advice again."
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