26.11.04
As these are my pictues, there are no pictures of me. There are no pictures of my stomach trying to leap out my throat on the unfiltered vodka. There are no pictures of me fighting the urge to throw up in the sink. There are no pictures of me scarfing down science pretzels™ to try to get the taste out of my mouth. Science pretzels™ were eaten by all guiena pigs test subjects to cleanse the palate after the first shot.

The filtered vodka was not good. But it was better. It could make for a very good mixer. Unfiltered it only made for a good mixer when mixing a drink for someone you hate, with battery acid to try to cover up the taste.

Our first test subject: the scientist himself, Sean Hexed

Prepared for science!

Unfiltered

Unfiltered vodka = bad!

Filtered and optimistic! It can't possibly be as bad as unfiltered!

Drink it likes you loves it

Not too bad

Not good, but drinkable

Next up! Angeldye! And much less of a picture marathon!

Angledye gives the filtered vodka her seal of not horrible

Next! Sarai! Sarai moved around a lot, especially when trying to get away from the bad vodka, so most of the pictures are blurry. (I wasn't drunk. Nope. Not drunk at all.)

Unfiltered vodka. Make the hurting stop.

Still, not stopping.

No, seriously. Give me more damn pretzels.

Woah! A non blurry picture! Just had the filtered vodka and less trying to run away from own stomach. Apparently a side effect of the bad vodka is blurriness.

This stuff isn't so bad

I'll even have more of it.

Our fine host, Penance, of course had to partake.

Unfiltered. Ew!

More science pretzels™!

I endorse this filtering process.

Dark Violet should be an advertisement for the process

Unfiltered. Ew!

Filtered. Yum!

Ben just looks shellshocked the whole time.

Unfiltered.

Still trying to recover.

Filtered.

And in closing, I give you the picture above Penance's stove: