Please don't post your bananas, but feel free to share a great recipe. Focus: 99 bananas. Have you ever?
I’ve never drank 99 bananas because I’ve never been a 20-year-old college chick who makes out with her roommate on top of a nightclub speaker stack. “Tastes like candy and has bubbles! Tee-hee!”
I've had 99 bananas. Once. To fuck said 20-year old college chick who makes out with her roommate on top of a nightclub speaker stack. Spoiler alert: everyone had really fragrant vomit. Has anyone drank 99 bananas twice?
I also drank it once because I was in college and the proof was right. Then it sat in the back of the cabinet until I was about to move and had drank everything else, so I drank it again. The better question is: has anyone purchased it twice?
Sounds like Blue Curaco from the old days... "let's drink it because it's blue!" Tasted like shit, and when you hurled, you hurled blue... all over your Hobie jacket.
First spring break I went on in high school we had our friend’s older brother buy booze. 99 bananas wasn’t sold in Ohio and we thought he was going to the large liquor store across the river for us. Another friend asked for a bottle of it. The brother skipped the state line trip and came back with apple pucker. My friend pissed naturally didn’t pay up. We went through a small phase of it in college but it’s not really that bad. Everclear was way worse and I’d still prefer the 99 brand over FireBall any day of the week.
I remember that stuff, and it’s Cotton-candy-flavoured cocktail the Blue Lagoon. Tasted like melted Slush Puppy going down, Satan’s salty asscrack coming back up again. Do NOT get shitfaced on those things. Of course if green is your colour, I have a fine bottle of Medori on my shelf. Drink a bottle in one pull and you’ll be picking a fight with a mailbox in no time.
Reminds me of Goldschlager. Back when it was even higher proof, I got so shitfaced on it in college that I'm pretty sure I gave myself alcohol poisoning. To this day I can't even smell it without wanting to puke.
The only thing worse than getting shitfaced on Blue Curaco was getting hammered on Dr. Peppers. The first one tastes good... but then it's like stuffing yourself with cotton candy.
Remember getting drunk on Sloe Cokes? It was the drink of choice for a lot of folks in my high school years....except for a few that just said "Get that shit away from me! I don't even want to smell it." I got good and drunk one night drinking Sloe Cokes and the next day I understood. Jesus what a hangover. That was almost 40 years ago and the mere mention of that shit still makes me cringe.
I first discovered booze in early high school. After a football game of sneaking MD 20/20 in Gatorade bottles I ended up at home with a bottle of Bacardi and no juice or soda. So I poured a $3 bottle of champagne into my Sonic route 44 cup and added the rum. Worst hangover ever.
It was only a 4 day work week, but dear God am I exhausted. 4 days of staring at an Excel spreadsheet and trying to reconcile it with our CRM based data base. Fuck. I spent the entire week mainlining obnoxious metal directly into my head with ear buds at hearing damage levels just to keep awake. On the plus side, I got home after work today and the mailman had delivered another BabyMetal concert DVD. So Yay. It's quite something to watch them perform in front of 40-50K fans headlining a show and absolutely owning the stage as 14-16 year olds.
What a perfect time for "First time I ever got drunk" stories. I think I was 15 and my dad (He was a great influence) took me to a Coast Guard kegger. I had 4 or 5 beers and informed my dad "I could do this all night." I overheard him telling his Coast Guard buddies of my boast while I was peeing and they all laughed. "Fuck y'all" I thought to myself, I can do this all night. The next thing I remember is my loving father dropped me off at home as he headed off to the bar. Home at that time was where we lived with his girlfriend and her 16 and 19 year old daughters. No, this is not going to turn into a sex story. They were quite impressed with my story of being at the Coast Guard kegger and congratulated me by offering more beer. And more beer. And even more. I ended up with a horrible hangover and swore I would never drink again. I have no fucking idea what happened that night
Swish: When oak whiskey casks are empty, people would dump a bit of water in the barrel and swish it around collecting the alcohol soaked into the wood and whatever may have collected at the bottom. I guess you could drink it and get super-wasted.
That's kind of like injured Chinese railroad workers in the late 1800's getting silver coins and putting them in a bag of rocks so they could shake them together and have some silver shavings to sell at the end of the day.