CONFESS!!!!! What alcoholic beverage gives you nightmares!!

My weakness is Southern Comfort. I can't even smell the stuff without getting all :puke: :puke:


My mistake was trying to drink a shot of SoCo for every year I was alive - that was on my 19th birthday. I just remember great memory loss and a hangover that lasted the rest of the week.

To this day I can't touch SoCo and not very keen on other whiskies!

Southern Comfort is too sweet -- it's disgusting to me, too.

When I drink (not often), I like Seagram's 7 & Dr. Pepper. It's WONDERFUL!

My mother had 2 bottles of Rum that must have been in the house for over a decade. I would take a little bit out each time and add it to a bottle of Diet Dr. Pepper - my favorite soda back in high school.

Probably wasn't enough to get me shitfaced but I don't think my mother ever caught on that the bottles were slowly going down.

I stopped drinking for a couple of years and had part of one Cuba Libre at a wedding. Got deathly ill - to the point my friends were about ready to take me to the hospital. It was almost like an allergic reaction to the booze.

Since then, I just can't handle the thought of drinking. About once or twice a decade, I will break out my bottle of Irish Mist and dampen my tongue with it. That has been more than enough for me for thirty plus years.

Back in college when I was seriously drinking, I never got sick, never got a hangover, never had any bad effects. That in itself was a little scary and I could easily have become an alcoholic. That's why I stopped drinking - to prove to myself I could.

That I dreamt I had killed several family members and chopped them up and put them into garbage bags.

I had to call them all the next day to make sure they were all okay, the dream was so vivid.

I can't even smell rum now without feeling vaguely queasy...

One bad experience where I threw up and can't smell it without gagging.

Probably the worst stuff for me is the High Gravity. Won't drink that stuff anymore.

really vivid ones, too. Haven't touched the stuff in years. :scared:

that is some seriously nasty stuff.

of it one night and puking all over the bathroom. Good times :eyes:

I will admit my hatred of OJ started early as my mom used it to mask the CASTOR OIL she put in it. And Tango isn't REAL OJ.

Then one experience with a bottle of Tango and all done. Much vomiting involved.

Years ago when i worked on medical equipment I discovered the hard way how sensitive to formaldehyde I am. I swear tequila smells exactly like formaldehyde to me.

I once drank a bottle of Irish Mist and I don't think I could stand the smell of it either.

Drank too many of those once.

:puke: and :puke: some more.

Too much tequila gave me nightmares but didn't make me puke.

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Not only did it give me a three day hangover but even after people told me what all I did, I still couldn't remember. Last thing I remembered was getting on a 90c.c. Yamaha motorcycle and roaring through the streets of Corfu.

whiskey flavored pancake syrup:puke:

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... the slightest whiff stands a good chance of causing a dry heave or two.
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Like Hobbit 709... ouzo.
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Drank a LOT of it and always did really fun, funny, and stupid things... but
the last time I drank it, I remember leaving the party and MAYBE having
sex with one of the waitresses I worked with in the front seat of her Caddy
(I had... and somehow I was able to confirm that with her the next day
without letting her know I really didn't remember).
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Next thing I knew... it's 2 hours later and I'm 20 miles away in a diner with
breakfast in front of me. I watched the waitresses to see if they were keeping
an eye on the wacko drunk (me), but apparently I was fully functioning during
what could only be called a blackout.
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No more ouzo. No more problems.
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The emetic effect of it on me was...epic. And not in a good way.

sooo sick.

I ripped a pay phone off the wall in a bar, and I threw it through the mens room door because I couldn't reach an imaginary girlfriend that I didn't have. Woke up in jail with a headache the size of Montana.

So yeah, I get pissed when they say POT is a dangerous drug.

my friend never did get the smell out of her car...

...in the one-liter jug. Sank it all in one sitting. Dreamt I was being attacked by vampires, and not the candy-ass underwear-model vampires of current fashion, but proper 1970s vampires with sideburns. The headache I woke up with was a beauty.

I almost pulled a Jimi Hendrix after consuming stupid quantities of that vile liquid when I was on tour in Germany in 1986.

I've been thrown from many horses in my drinking career and have gotten back on all of them, but not that stuff. I won't fuck with something that came that close to killing me again.

High school, 1973, Girls' Nite Out. I can still visualize the label (((shudder))).

When I was 13, I decided to sample all the booze in my grandfathers liquor cabinet. I couldn't keep anything down for three days because the booze irritated my stomach. The smell of gin also makes me gag because I think it smells like paint thinner.

I can't even describe how sick I was for days afterward. I felt poisoned. ugh, I feel queasy just talking about it.

Sickest I have ever been on booze. Merely thinking of how it smells makes me want to puke 22 years later.

it turned me off whiskey for life.

aka, the reason that I was convinced Princess Diana's death was all a big ratings hoax by CNN.

I can't even look at Hawaiian punch now without the bile rising.

Quite literally.

Made the mistake of sampling a bit of Polish mead while visiting a bar near the University of Chicago (I really did not have more than 2 drinks). I felt sick for a few days.

Traditionally, Inca women made this important drink by chewing corn to a pulp and then spitting the mixture into a vat of warm water. These women (actually girls of ages 8-10), called Acllas or Acllacunas, were sent to all-female schools called Acllahuasis to learn the art of brewing chicha, among other things. Once the corn was masticated and spit into the warm water, it would sit for a few days before it was ready to drink. The end result was a mildly alcoholic beverage.


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Makes me over agressive and I really do not like that.

Absinthe also makes me wary for different reasons.