The manufacture and sale of alcohol might've been outlawed under Prohibition, but drinking it sure wasn't. While you could procure proper liquor through illegal channels, another option lay closer to home--as in right in the bathtub, if not by other moonshine means that gave you a real (boot)leg up on the law.
Forget the cat's meow; today's slang put the ROAR in "Roaring Twenties." And it's what my character Lon Ashby guzzles from a hollowed-out cane in SEVEN FOR A SECRET, learning the hard way that this kitten's got claws!
~*~ PANTHER PISS ~*~
Eww, I'm not sure I would've drank...drunk...drinked? it if someone called it that. Oh, who am I kidding, sure I would'a.
ReplyDeleteAnd cheers to that! *clink*
DeleteI don't think I could've drank anything with that name! Although wouldn't be the first time I had something made in a bathtub.
ReplyDeleteMy imagination is tumbling through all the possibilities on that one...I'm getting a vision of a lot of floating fruit.
DeleteI've heard a reference to "spookpiss" which has something to do with foul-tasting alcohol (I think...)
ReplyDeleteSPOOK piss??! Now I'm just seeing a bunch of ghosts lifting their white sheets to pee...
DeleteI bet it was one cat meow of a kick!
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GrrrAARRR! And props again on your mastery of 20s lingo. :)
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