Beer Coffee...

Because he's nuts, like me. I'd still try it to see how long I could suppress my gag reflex.
 
You and Fred should marry. The resulting duo of hot accents would melt everyone's ears and lips off.
 
Aged cheap beer and cheap motel coffee... but at a high temperature... tasted something like I'd imagine total oblivion to taste like.
 
After seeing your hairiness, I almost wanted to see what kind of dreadlocks your ass could possibly possess, but refrained from asking, haha.