@FortyTwo My mom and ex were both bartenders at the same bar for a few years. They knew that whenever they wanted to fuck with me while I was drinking they could make me gag and almost throw up just by whispering "Castillo" as they walked by me.
@FortyTwo Black Sambucca for me... 50c a shot is a poor-poor promotion to sucker poor students in with.
@sj_zero @FortyTwo Sounds like the local urban story of Bergies (vagrants in Cape Town living on the mountain slopes). They drink a Blue Train (named after a luxury train).
They filter methylated spirits (dyed purple) with white bread to remove the colour and additives to discourage consumption. After they're insanely wasted, they get snacky and eat the bread.
@FortyTwo shots. I don't do shots.
In college I used to hang out with this idjit who one night suggested we mix peppermint and spearmint schnaps together and do shots of it. Because I was a fool, I went along. There was also some gold schalgger in the mix as well.
Then I did what Dave Atell calls "time travelling"... You all call it "blacking out". They tell me I was outside in 18" of snow kneeling on the ground throwing up.
So. I don't do shots.
Mad Dog has also triggered time travel.
@FortyTwo I was at a kegger off campus and a friend pulls out a bottle , taking a pull and putting the bottle back under his coat.He was one of those "black trenchcoat all the time" guys, back before Columbine.
I grabbed the bottle, didn't consider what it might be and took a slug.
Next thing I know, it's 11 am the next day, I'm in just my underwear in my dorm room and my jeans and jean jacket are in shreds because they had "snuck" me back to campus through some jagger bushes.
No Mad Dog.