When you have unicorns, duct tape, alcohol and magic on your side you really can't lose. That unicorn knows what I'm talking about, he's already had a couple.
Fruitcake, I think we can all agree, is not a tasty treat. But if you distill the booziness and the cakiness and turn it into a jelly shot, I can get behind it.
After a couple of these you'll be on a mad sugar high, face stained by sprinkles and drunk to boot! Just like being a kid again!
No more vanilla bean, tropical breeze, baby's butt. It's time for my house to smell like a hunting lodge or a distillery.
It takes a little more than four bottles of vodka for me to be ready to party but to each his own I guess.