Could someone please explain the joy of Jagermeister?
 

I guess Ptlhjinx has got me to wondering about this. The stuff certainly appears to be popular. I've tried it once and it tasted like cold medicine to me. What's in it? What IS it? How are you supposed to drink it, and why is it an improvemment over, say, Wild Turkey 101? :confused:

I can't explain it, I can only bask in its goodness. :yum: :drool: :drunk:

Maybe it keeps the toilet bowl fresh?

Is it anything like Aftershock?

This is a shooter that's very popular in bars where the music is too loud & the lights are too dim for my taste. Much beloved of University students, who probably see it as an alternative to cleaning their teeth when they get home. Old git, me.

Okay - I admit. It comes in a "hot" flavour - cinnamon - and I have been known to bring a couple back from the bar when I've bought a round.

I was interested also to hear one of our interrogative news presenters (Jeremy Paxton) quiz the current favourite of the two candidates slogging it out for the leadership of the Tory/Conservative party, ask the said candidate, David Cameron, about his recently terminated directorship with a drinks company, introducing this line of questioning by asking him if he knew what a 'pink pussy' was and also a 'slippery nipple'....?!

Apparently both are drinks produced by Urbium the referenced company. They sound interesting. Should a man of my advancing years investigate further...?? Advice please.

That would be me then. Only tried it once during freshers week, seemed ok. Prefered the Apple Sourz I got at the same time personally.

My neighbour has a book full of "X-Rated shots", I'll have to borrow it to see descriptions and ingredients...

These drinks and others of their ilk (the Panty Dropper, the Blow Job, etc.) are fabricated for the sole purpose of giving you an excuse to talk dirty. ("Bartender, I'd like a Blow Job.") If you're happy with whatever drinks you've developed a taste for over the years I wouldn't bother.

But then I'm frequently (most recently about 2 hours ago) accused of being a stick-in-the-mud.

I've had a slippery nipple. More ways than one, actually, but the drinks version is a pouilly fousse, Sambuca, Baileys Irish Creme, and Kahluha floated upon each other in a shot glass.

I'm not much into licorice/anise flavoring, although since you do the slippery nipples as a shot, you don't taste much of what's going down.

I like the Buttery Nipple better. Butterscotch Schnapps with Baileys floated on it.

The excitement with the Blow Job is in how it's done. It's Kahluha with a huge head of whipped cream in a shot glass. The glass is placed on the table. The drinker has to (without hands, is it still splitting an infinitive if it's parenthetical?) go down on the shot, pick the glass up in her (I have never seen even a gay man do one of these shots) mouth and stand erect and tip her head back to swallow.

I prefer a double shot of Jack and a Beer Back, personally.

Then you should go here. :blush:

My brother introduced me to Jager Bombs. I don't like Jagermeister straight. A Jager Bomb is pretty much this: you take 2 glasses, one is a shot glass, the other is a bigger glass for the shot glass to fit inside. Put the shot glass in the bigger glass and pour jagermeister in the shot glass. Then, fill to just the edge of the outside rim of the shotglass with Red Bull. Then drink it like you would a regular glass except like in the Coca-cola commercials where you see people holding back the coke bottle at a horizonal angle to quickly drink it (you can't sip otherwise you won't get the Jagermister from the shot glass). it's very good like this. Strangely there's a whole "website" (if you could call it that) dedicated to Jager Bombs: http://www.jager-bomb.com

Well, it sounds like a cute trick, but other than the cuteness of it, why not just mix the Jager and Bull up front?

I'm not one for shots, but when I am in the mood, my favorite is a lemon drop. Absolut Citron vodka in the shot glass, lemon wedge and margarita sugar (I prefer the big crystals over regular old sugar). I like to lick the lemon, dip it in the sugar, then do the shot and finish by licking the sugar off the lemon. YUM. :yum: They are served differently depending where you go however.

Great website here for recipes by name if you wanna know what's in a drink.

For awhile there before my 21st B-day, I was really into Rumplemints (sp?). So much so the thought of it makes my stomach turn :blush:

Oh yeah. I can relate. Back in my college days, I embarked on a self directed and hugely successful program of aversion therapy, but for me the curse and the cure was Jack Daniels. I shiver with revulsion just typing the words. The aroma would make me retch. Kids, don't try this at home.

Reminds me of a Blast Off(?) ... drop a shot into a beer and drink before it foams it's way out of the glass.

Ditto. Except mine was amaretto. I used to love it, then I drank a whole bottle by myself at a cast party one night, and now I can't even eat amaretto-flavored things without gagging.

My sister-in-law got really smashed on screwdrivers when she was 20. It was yeeears before she could drink orange juice. I think it's kind of a conditioning thing.

My "I got violently ill and can't touch it anymore" is Canadian Mist.

Actually, I think I can't touch it anymore because once I got out of college and had access to this stuff called money, I started buying Single Malt Scotch and was able to forsake the hell that is often blended whiskey.

Oh, and there was an incident involving grain punch, but I was a freshman.

My "wouldn't drink it if it was the last drink in the world" is gin. The first time I ever got drunk was at a friend's 17th birthday party. We played a stupid drinking game with a pint of gin & I got stupider than anyone else.

I spent the last half of the party sat in the garden drinking water because I got on well with my friend's Mum and was mortified by the idea of being sick in her house.

The smell no longer makes me heave, but I still wouldn't be comfortable drinking it.

Like BigV, I, too, am woozy at the thought of Jack Daniels. Or, Johnny Walker. Ugh. After drinking either I would feel like a Mac truck had smashed into my forehead. Oh, the pain! Long, looooooong ago I learned to drink vodka and stuck with that for years. The only gin worth drinking is Sapphire, IMO. Plus, pretty bottle.

Jager was my shot for years. It does taste like cough medicine, but it has a real "holy good God" kick to it a half hour later. The rumor is it has the same ingredient that makes morphine or heroin or something.


To keep with the hijack, my "will never drink again" story has the word 'vodka' in it... :headshake

My "never drink again" is Jack Daniels. I can't even eat food with the Jack Daniels BBQ sauce on it because the thought of JD makes my stomach turn.
I probably wouldn't drink tequila again either.

That's following the more acrobatic model of the classic Boilermaker: a shotglass of whiskey, inside a large beer.

I've gotten puking drunk on bourbon and its liqueur derivative, Southern Comfort -- which is still pretty good either as fruitcake soak or over vanilla ice cream. The gin I like best is Tanqueray, which really smells of juniper berries and goes just fine with tonic water. I've managed not to drink malt Scotch so imprudently as the bourbon, and whisky sauces are known to Scottish cuisine.

Bad whiskey, however, is indeed no fun. When traveling to Thailand, avoid that burner fuel called Mekong brand whiskey. I learned a life lesson in my encounter with that no-cask-time stuff: never drink anything that only gets a lukewarm recommendation from an Australian infantryman!

Ahh, Jager. My first hard alcohol. My roommate kept it in the freezer and a shot was cold and went down without being too disconcerting. Tasted like licorice and then made its icy presence known in your stomach. Next think you know you're feeling pretty good and that shot was just like candy. That's how it was for me at least.

Once again, I can't explain it, but I can say that 4 shots of Jagermeister makes the Schoolhouse Rock DVD quite an interesting experience. Miss Dallas must think I'm off on a trip with Interplanet Janet!

Do you get real sad and weepy during the opening parts of "I'm Only a Bill?"

Can't say that I do . . .

Yes, I know I'm replying to an old post, however...

yes, while you could mix Red Bull and Jager directly, it doesn't taste the same. The thing with Jager Bombs is you get a lot of Red Bull with a little Jager then the rest is Jager. It helps it go down easier.