The Imbiber

Look, I’m not going to lie to you — the holiday season is any sorry excuse for a journalist’s most favorite time of year. You see, the holidays are when lazy navel-gazing hacks like me take a break from doing anything that might pass as actual work and instead compile LISTS! Lots and lots of lists.

Conventional wisdom says that a holiday office party isn’t really a party until someone drops trou and photocopies his nether regions. Turns out, conventional wisdom is full of shit yet again. While it is true that many office “parties” never really live up to the name, the true demarcation line comes not when someone runs off a ream of butt-cheeks, but when someone spikes the punchbowl.

In our previous installment of Booze Behaving Badly, we took a fledgling spirits company to task for one of the most ill advised marketing campaigns in spirits industry history. This week we’ll assay yet another suspect new release, from one of the country’s more venerable brands, Southern Comfort.