Drink up, my children…

Hey, I was thinking that it would be cool for all of us to drink out of a hip flask everywhere we go. Thanks to irresponsible drunks throughout history, the flask has suffered a bad reputation but it doesn’t need to be that way anymore. As long as it doesn’t contain alcohol, there shouldn’t be a problem if we put some Sprite in that baby instead. But maybe we should use one that doesn’t have the word “WHISKEY” blatantly engraved on the front like the one pictured. Why ask for trouble.

Imagine slipping a flask out of your back pocket at work during a meeting and taking a sip. If anybody has a problem with it, just tell them you are expressing your personal diversity. That, and you are powerful thirsty.

You could take your flask to church, to funerals, to your kid’s school play, a job interview, on a first date, an evening drive through town, to a court appearance or meeting with your probation officer, or even to an AA meeting. The possibilities are endless.

And, sometimes a flask carried in the inside breast pocket of a suit or jacket can stop a bullet. It can’t stop one anywhere else. It has to be in that particular pocket… while you are wearing it.

If the flask isn’t for you, you could carry around an old west canteen. The striped kind the cowboys drank out of during a thirsty cattle drive (and also handy for pouring water out to extinguish a campfire at the crack of dawn). Or… you could go old, OLD, school and carry around a leather water sack like they did back in bible days. God would be proud of you for once.

Come on, these are way cooler than a plastic water bottle.

I’m in…. who’s with me?