I like both Jager and Chartreuse. Both of which, in my head, I know taste like ass. In fact, I have been known to describe the latter as "grass clippings that have sat in a garbage bag after a rain and gone bad."

I imagine fernet to taste like a cross between those two. And, it sounds yummy.

I like beer. And mojitos.

And Tony the bartender.

I like beer. And mojitos.

I like pina coladas.

But I hate getting caught in the rain.

I really dislike the taste of anise. So much so that I have wiped my tounge with my t-shirt after a shot of Sambuca or drinking absinthe. Jager tastes like NyQuil, not anise.

I hate Jager. Unless it is frozen. It tastes like artificial cherries to me.

And, really, I only did the frozen Jager once. Which was enough.

I like both Jager and Chartreuse. Both of which, in my head, I know taste like ass.

Which, of course, begs the question: a lot like ass, or a little like ass?

Which of course begs a followup question...

Hey, where's Betsy lately?

Work thing, I think, Robin.

And Tony the bartender.

Ooooh, he is quite yummy.

Well, I'm aware that NyQuil is not yummy yummy, and while I have never tasted grass clippings gone bad, I don't imagine it would be good. You may rate cough medicine and rancid grass wherever you wish on the ass scale, units of measure are assigned by how many days old that particular ass is.