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Originally Posted by Berger_4_
I know I'm a little late on the worst drink thing, but I've got the worst one by far. It's what we like to call the Ironman, and it's a right of passage as a male on your eighteenth. Your bestest buddy in the whole wide world gets to dump as much salt as he feels is necessary onto the table, which you proceed to suck up with your nose. Then comes a shot of tequila, and your head is tilted back whereupon said best friend holds open your eye and gets to squirt as much lemon as he desires into your eye.
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That's not a drink. That's an interrogation technique.