Go there and then come back. I'll wait...
Actually, the conversation went something like this:
The Great: I want to go to Liquorland.
Me: Huh? (TG takes a bite of his licorice. I do too, and finally catch on.) Oh, you mean Licorice Land? How cute.
PHF: We drink too much in front of the children.
Me: It's a great name for a liquor store.
PHF: Yeah, right.
Me: No, it's a good idea. Liquorland. You should put it on your blog.
PHF: Liquor stores have been done to death. What makes this one unique?
Me: Well, it's Liquorland. There are rides and shit...
Prizes could be stuff like beer and coozies and free cab rides home and barf buckets. I'd go.