Absolut Peach

I'm totally not above shilling a product I believe in. For absolutely no money, I will extol the virtues of self-administered HIV tests, flea and tick spray, and fingerprint removal kits, as they've all been godsends to me at some points during my life.

Absolut Peach Vodka may not have been as useful to me as those other things above, but those are the things you buy during the "oh, shit" moments. On the other hand, Absolut Peach is something you buy when you want a little decadence. When you open the bottle and smell it, it's not like they waved a peach over the top of the bottle. It smells like the entire state of Georgia uprooted itself and came over to your house to get totally wasted. With a little orange juice, it's like a brief taste of divinity.

The only thing I hate about it is that there's no "alcoholic-sized" bottle option. With a little determination, you can polish the whole thing off yourself in just a couple hours. Dirty pool, Absolut. Dirty pool indeed.