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Posted on 27. Feb, 2007 by Elias Boston in Hunting Aides

Jaeger’s back with a brand neue jam.

There are times when sipping is right. A sweet glass of Pinot Noir to complement your beefsteak. Receiving Holy Communion from Father O’Pheelmeup. And then there are times when sipping will get you an ass-whipping faster than Marilyn Chambers in Babysitter 15: The Case of the Anal Abacus Beads. A ski weekend getaway with the boys is a prime example.

Scenario—You have 5 minutes until you’re hitting the lifts. It’s three below zero with windchill. Instead of crying and wiping your tears with your maxi pads, you decide to change the temperature from the inside out.

Welcome to 5^th Avenue. First things first, you’ll need to be acquainted with the Jager Bomb. In case you’ve been living under a rock or don’t have what scientists refer to as “testicles” or “meat-peas” let me drop some science. Mix a shot of Jaeger with some Red Bull. Chug.

If a Jaeger Bomb is an Al-Queda-broken-glass-lead-pellet explosion, the 5^th Avenue is genuine American plutonium. Radioactive, take no prisoner madness. Combine a 5^th of Jaeger and a can of Red Bull. Don’t forget to share with a friend, unless you have a 3^rd kidney. Guaranteed to get you fucked faster than the prom-queen in the backseat of your dad’s Lincoln.

You’ll feel about 30 degrees warmer, and if you not, you probably won’t give a fuck. Personally endorsed by Bode Miller.

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