When I visit my friend Bill at his place at the lake, he asks me what I want to drink. My standard response is "Well, I do believe I will have another Big Orange." So, Bill pours me some 1783 or maybe some Ritt.
Our routine is an homage to a '50s comedy classic by Andy Griffith, "What it was was football."
Well, he whopped me on the back and he says, "Buddy, have a drink!"
"Well," I says, "I do believe I will have another Big Orange."
Now, what is your favorite euphemism for bourbon and what's the story behind it? (I have a variation on this story that I would also like to share--later.)