I was 18, and it was rum. 35 years later, and I get queasy just thinking about rum.
The painful lessons of our youth.
I didn't say I couldn't stand the smell of a Bloody Mary mind you, but one whiff of straight vodka will turn me green.
Fortunately there are other beverages that have more benificent effects. Scotch for example will make my billfold become that of Donald Trump, and Heineken will make my reflection in the mirror become that of Omar Sherif.
Pabst Blue Ribbon changes me into Mars, the god of war.
I was 19, and it was 151 Rum. I was sick in bed for three days, and was so dehydrated I couldn’t throw up. I haven’t been able to smell rum in anything (glasses, fruitcakes, etc.) since then, and I’m 53. Just thinking about rum makes my stomach turn over (which it is doing right now)!