Has anybody tried REAL moonshine before?

[FyrFytr998]

So what constitutes "real" moonshine? Does it have to be distilled illegally? If so then no, but I have made a contact recently. So that will change.

There is a distiller here in CT making what they call moonshine according to a recipe they call prohibition era. It's 80 proof and tastes somewhere in between a vodka and whiskey. It is currently my drink of choice since I like to support local business.

 

[Noblet10]

I'd say proper moonshine would have to be made illegally. The stuff made legally has to be extremely tame in comparison. I tried it once, and I only had one sip. It tasted fuckin terrible and burned going down. It's also dangerous to drink. The legal stuff is probably fine though.

 

[JohnnyDrama]

You see? I don't get that. I count getting drunk as a downside of liquor. It means I can't drink a drink I love (gin) as much as I want to because I'd become a black out drunk.

Let me clarify, the buzz I am speaking of, and maybe it is just a personal account, is the point where everything just feels right.

Lets face it, drunk is not a buzz at all, hell i don't have any fun drunk. But I do have a shit ton of fun being buzzed.

 

[MC3521]

I wish it was mine I would have drank that whole jar and I don't even drink like that anymore.

Make it at home. Not hard at all.

Go on to youtube.com

I am in no way recommending anything illicit but creating a still is easy and fermenting peaches is even easier.

 

[Sir Galahad]

We git a lot of Moonshiners this way.

 

[Sum]

Yeah some folks around here in Louisiana make moonshine. I've had both illegal and legal kinds, the illegal was well overproof and fucking physically hurt to drink. I've taken shots of Everclear and this was much worse.

The legal is some blueberry moonshine we got in Bass Pro Shop I think and it was only 100 proof and didn't taste too bad.

 

[Ace70 V2]

I have man. I'm down here in NC and my bro went to college in the mountains. I used to drive up on weekends and go buy it.

 

[Sir Galahad]

I distilled peach moonshine when I was a kid, in the woods. Pretty good.

 

[Satsui Ryu]

My friend's friend has a small vineyard and they will sometimes distill their lower quality wines they don't want to sell. They take it to like 140 proof and it is pretty gross.

 

[FrankNStein]

A friend of mine gave me about 5 shot worth of moonshine. It was produced from corn and such and is 100 proof.
It was distilled legally in a small "distillery" in VA and was pretty awesome.

I gave up casual and serious drinking a while back but I thought that I would just take 4 or 5 drinks of it.

I took 5 shots over a three hour period and I don't feel drunk, although I wouldn't want to drive.

The booze itself tastes like nothing. There is a slight burn going down and a warmness in the stomach, but it is pleasant. I can see why Popcorn Sutton never wanted the stuff around him. It's easy to drink and very potent.

100 proof would only make it 50% alcohol. You can buy Bacardi 151 at a liquor store, and it's 151 proof.

 

[Captain Davis]

It'll put hair on your chest.

 

[shockaholic12]

Cop'd what I was told was moonshine from the town drunk's garage fridge with friends in jr. high. We made it a few hundred yards to the play ground before guys started going down with the spins, pukes, and cold sweats.

It wasn't even dusk yet. A friend and I had to carry my unconscious buddy home. We dragged him right into his families dining room as they were eating dinner. His aunt started screaming like he had been shot or something. We dumped him on his bedroom floor and split.

Eventually the friend who had helped me turned too and he punched the shit out of his closet door while threatening his father. When he finally went out his snoring was so labored I thought he might just stop breathing.

That's real.

 

[TruthBeTold]

OK when is someone.gonna post a recipe

 

[Cross]

I've had a drink, it burnt like fire

 

[x fifty 1ne]

Once and it was not pleasant. My uncle had given me a very large mason jar of it years back. So that week I called a few friends, let them know and we decided we would drink it at my buddies place over the weekend because he was going to have some people over.

Long story short. Weekend comes, Three of us finish off the entire jar, I wake up the next morning and my nuts are in a chicks mouth who is seemingly sleeping soundly. She was completely naked and the room smelled like pepper jack cheese. Get dressed as quick as possible and when I stumble out to the living room about 6 or 7 other people are sleeping all over the place. My one buddy who drank the moonshine with me was hunched over a keyboard with nothing on except the dirties fucking pair of pants I've ever seen (don't know how they got that dirty) and had a head of lettuce in his left hand that had one bite taken out of it.

I am legit freaked out a little at this point because I can't remember anything as to why or what the fuck has just happened. I just snag my shoes, grab some granola bars from his cupboard and proceeded to get the hell out of there. I get 1 block down the road and low and behold my other buddy Terry is in my backseat fucking sleeping (Must of smoked a J or something and passed out). I turn around, go back to the house and drag him out of the car. As I'm dragging he wakes up and tells me " get the mother fucking hotdogs before the bitch eats them all". So random and I didn't know what the hell he meant. He stumbles to the door, I drive off and am sweating bullets all the way home.

When I get home I go straight to bed and slept for hours. Woke up and was expecting a text or missed call from somebody aaaaand nothing. What I did notice was someone apparently stabbed me. Not a forceful I'm going to kill you stab, but a quick poke of a pocket knife on my right shoulder. I looked in the mirror and had claw marks ALL OVER my back. I figured whatever I did with this girl (who smelled like cheese and was so easily able to sleep so soundly with my balls in her mouth all night) was getting extremely rough and violent.

Never again.

 

[Navi16**]

They make the real thing everywhere In India, it's very popular their in Punjab and I will be drinking a lot of it their Next Month

 

[Son of Jamin]

Yes, moonshine is quite common in Sweden and an ex-girlfriend's uncle asked me to join him in the garage. He wanted to talk about what would happen if I didn't treat her properly and after some male bonding, he gave me a big glass of moonshine. It wasn't flavoured but was really strong. Half an hour later, I vomited like a Brazilian porn star.

 

[Gref]

Once and it was not pleasant. My uncle had given me a very large mason jar of it years back. So that week I called a few friends, let them know and we decided we would drink it at my buddies place over the weekend because he was going to have some people over.

Long story short. Weekend comes, Three of us finish off the entire jar, I wake up the next morning and my nuts are in a chicks mouth who is seemingly sleeping soundly. She was completely naked and the room smelled like pepper jack cheese. Get dressed as quick as possible and when I stumble out to the living room about 6 or 7 other people are sleeping all over the place. My one buddy who drank the moonshine with me was hunched over a keyboard with nothing on except the dirties fucking pair of pants I've ever seen (don't know how they got that dirty) and had a head of lettuce in his left hand that had one bite taken out of it.

I am legit freaked out a little at this point because I can't remember anything as to why or what the fuck has just happened. I just snag my shoes, grab some granola bars from his cupboard and proceeded to get the hell out of there. I get 1 block down the road and low and behold my other buddy Terry is in my backseat fucking sleeping (Must of smoked a J or something and passed out). I turn around, go back to the house and drag him out of the car. As I'm dragging he wakes up and tells me " get the mother fucking hotdogs before the bitch eats them all". So random and I didn't know what the hell he meant. He stumbles to the door, I drive off and am sweating bullets all the way home.

When I get home I go straight to bed and slept for hours. Woke up and was expecting a text or missed call from somebody aaaaand nothing. What I did notice was someone apparently stabbed me. Not a forceful I'm going to kill you stab, but a quick poke of a pocket knife on my right shoulder. I looked in the mirror and had claw marks ALL OVER my back. I figured whatever I did with this girl (who smelled like cheese and was so easily able to sleep so soundly with my balls in her mouth all night) was getting extremely rough and violent.

Never again.

would definitely read again.

 

[FrankNStein]

Once and it was not pleasant. My uncle had given me a very large mason jar of it years back. So that week I called a few friends, let them know and we decided we would drink it at my buddies place over the weekend because he was going to have some people over.

Long story short. Weekend comes, Three of us finish off the entire jar, I wake up the next morning and my nuts are in a chicks mouth who is seemingly sleeping soundly. She was completely naked and the room smelled like pepper jack cheese. Get dressed as quick as possible and when I stumble out to the living room about 6 or 7 other people are sleeping all over the place. My one buddy who drank the moonshine with me was hunched over a keyboard with nothing on except the dirties fucking pair of pants I've ever seen (don't know how they got that dirty) and had a head of lettuce in his left hand that had one bite taken out of it.

I am legit freaked out a little at this point because I can't remember anything as to why or what the fuck has just happened. I just snag my shoes, grab some granola bars from his cupboard and proceeded to get the hell out of there. I get 1 block down the road and low and behold my other buddy Terry is in my backseat fucking sleeping (Must of smoked a J or something and passed out). I turn around, go back to the house and drag him out of the car. As I'm dragging he wakes up and tells me " get the mother fucking hotdogs before the bitch eats them all". So random and I didn't know what the hell he meant. He stumbles to the door, I drive off and am sweating bullets all the way home.

When I get home I go straight to bed and slept for hours. Woke up and was expecting a text or missed call from somebody aaaaand nothing. What I did notice was someone apparently stabbed me. Not a forceful I'm going to kill you stab, but a quick poke of a pocket knife on my right shoulder. I looked in the mirror and had claw marks ALL OVER my back. I figured whatever I did with this girl (who smelled like cheese and was so easily able to sleep so soundly with my balls in her mouth all night) was getting extremely rough and violent.

Never again.

You're lucky she didn't bite down while she was sleeping. That would be a rude awakening.

 

[Departed]

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