You decide.
The bottom line is, Todd likes to visit with ole Tennessee Jack at the end of an evening. When you hit the hotel room after 500 miles or so, the last thing you want to do is make an immediate trip to the liquor store. You want a snort and a shower, in that order.
But those cheap little plastic flasks don't last a week with friends along. So this plastic bottle, which originally held Canadian Mist, now capably holds Old No. 7 on the road.
It stashes neatly and flatly. It's indestructible. It seals tight. And it can serve up several fingers a day, over hotel ice, for about a week.
Need more than that?
Well then, friend, you need help, not a plastic bottle.
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