A state of being induced by consumption of mass quantities of Majorska
Vodka. Consists of serious delusions of sobriety, where one thinks and feels as though they are completely sober, to
go as far even as feeling a sort of "divine" sobriety, which allows them a conceived "better" understanding of situations and "the way things are." In
reality, to any third party observer, the "Jorsked" one appears too hammered to even be walking, never mind using his newfound "mystical insight" to solve the problems of the
world, or whatever warped crap the individual can dream up. Upon pointing this out, however, one
will quickly face heated retaliation from the Jorsked beast. The resistance usually occurs in three stages:
1) denial (the Jorsked one claims to be sober)
2) anger (the Jorsked is furious you would doubt them)
3) violence, laughter, or tears (the Jorsked beast
will break into one of the emotional directions, and
break hard)
The aforementioned brand, and only the aforementioned brand (and it's triple crown) is known to induce this mystical, almost unreal, state of being.
Caution: A Majorska lover can become overly protective of his supply of the swill. Borrow with caution -- or swift, thoughtless violence can result.
...Yes, it
will make a new man out of you - and he wants some too.
"Man, I just drank a fifth (750ml) of Majorska all by myself. I'm so Jorsked, but I know I'm good to drive."
"Look at
that guy. What the hell is
wrong with him? He can't even speak, never mind
walk, but he's still drinking... Oh, he must be Jorsked."
