- I don’t get it - The cocktail made of orange juice and vodka is called a screwdriver 
 
- Hardcore boomer humor - Good boomer humor 
 
- unpopular opinion: A drink that’s just booze and juice doesn’t deserve a fancy name. 
 Where I come from, it’s called Vodka Orange, or Vodka-O.- I’m a firm believer in that it’s not a cocktail unless it has three or more ingredients. 
- I call it orange vod-juice-ka - I call it breakfast - Consider the bloody mary. - Tomato. Arguably a fruit. Juiced. With vodka. A grind of pepper. Some other mysterious stuff. - Then a whole breakfast stuffed into the top. Celery. Pickles. Fried chicken. Go wild. - There’s a deep beauty there. Beyond the hearty morning buzz. - Ah, you talking about Second Breakfast! 
 
 
 
- We literally just call it vodka juice 
 
- Don’t use Tropicana. Use Simply. - Edit: Someone’s downvoting this excellent advice? - Try the two side by side. It’s night and day. - I use Tampico - I’m too poor for the gallons of orange juice I’d need at a party - Sunny D gang in the house 
 
- Most of the people here are feral rugrats. They would downvote the sky for being blue. - That had better be a humorous attempt at hyperbole. If you’re suggesting the sky is actually blue I’m hitting the downvote button SO HARD 
- As opposed to Angelica, who is clearly a traumatized Rugrat, who is dealing with her little brother’s death by imagining the adventures that he would have had with the neighbor’s (also imaginary) kids, Chucky, Phil, and Lil 
 
 
- The joke was on me because I had auto-rotate on my phone. 







