Gin: Why Do They Make This Shit?

Goddammit. I have resorted to drinking gin. Been-on-top-of-the-fridge-for-several-years gin. Hmmm. Hold on, let me just take a quick swig. Yep, ok, here is how it is: a nice, sharp, medicinal aroma, starts with a fairly sterile taste of a fermented and distilled pine cone, and ...... well, what can only be described as a hint of isopropyl on the finish. Yes. Very good vintage. Very good indeed. I can feel the firing of synapses coming to a halt. I give it three thumbs up, six stars, and an A for effort. Tastes like shit but is unwavering in it's pursuit of the wholesale murder of brain cells. Good on ya gin, good on ya.