Recently, in Indianapolis, I ordered a pour of 2002 GTS. While enjoying it (a lot) another bartender approached me. Looking left, then right, to be sure no one was listening, he leaned in and said in a conspiratorial whisper, " Most people don't know that when they buy Stagg they're being ripped off. The distillery takes Booker's that isn't good enough and puts it into these tall bottles and sells it at a premium price."

What is the wackiest thing you’ve heard about our favorite libation?