Do you want to play a game?

“Do you want to play a game?” The Jager girls asked us, holding out stacks of Jagermeister-branded, clear-plastic shot glasses.

Whoever said that booze-branded swag giveaways were dead and buried in America (cough, Hardie, cough, cough) was—fortunately for us Stateside Enthusiasts—mistaken. Last Thursday it was more than mere Enthusiasm-trembles that drew us to our favorite local watering hole, Pete’s 881 club, but rather a tweet from the bar advertising prime rib, and, more intriguingly—the Jager girls.

Ahh, the Jager girls—sirens of the sweet 56 herbs, roots, and spices that comprise Germany’s most proudest export.
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