It was thick, yellow, and of mexican origin...
So...yeah, I can't stand teh tast of liquor now :/
I just don't get it
Ha!
Man. I remember getting really drunk on Bacardi with my friends two years ago. We were walking around the back roads of town, waiting for her mother to go to sleep so we could go back into her house. A cop drove down the street and we were trashed beyond belief. He asked us where we were going and for some reason we all came up with the same story really quickly, and we didn't seem that bad. All was well and good until I told the cop to drive safely -- which caused him to almost pull us over and question us, but luckily he had to leave. I got so much shit from my friends from that night.
I also remember being strangely philosophical. Like, "Holy shit, the stars are so big and we are so damn small! No way man!" Pretty stupid shit, I tell ya.
When I'm around metal people while drunk we always end up singing Manowar's "I Believe" at the top of our lungs. It makes for nice party moments.