Epic WTF

Went out with a Polish girl who drank Malibu and milk

You're into custodial sentence territory there....

Did an internet search, and think you are right. But which one had the muscular dog on the label. Think that stuff has destroyed my memory or I have just blurred it out.

@villa-ru Good to see that many had the same experience. Remember the brown gloop in a can.

Hooch, that was the first first alcopop I remember. Did not taste like it had alcohol in it....just like cloudy lemonade but tart but with lots and lots of sugar I think.

Such fond memories might have a bottle of two. Shall we meet in the park by the swings

Did the Malibu and cream for a while...mainly after the watching the big lebowski.

Our local social club bar was ideal for a Malibu and milk. Malibu was 25p a shot and milk was free cos you can get in your tea. Perfect gateway cocktail for a 15 year old.

When doing ski seasons, and trying to get the evening going while everyone was already hung over / shattered / generally broken, it would be a round of triple vodka, redbull and berrocca. All the vital forms of nutrition in one drink. Chartreuse chaser if needed.

Two Dogs, which according to Wikipedia was distributed by Merrydown

We used to mix Hooch or Two Dogs with Tennents Super and make shandy that was basically 7.5%. Ah, memories of mid 90s at the hotrod Nationals at Essex County Showground. Hot hatch kill. Foam party. Climbing to the top of the pole in the marquee. Editor of Custom Car magazine cutting the barbed wire off the pole the next night, that security had put round it to stop people climbing up…

Turbo shandy which was strong K cider, special brew and a Bacardi breezer top

I was only allowed to drink water behind the bar so used to have a pint plastic with a shot or 2 of every clear spirit topped up with a clear WKD, a couple of those and I was a very friendly bartender, then smash the pills until sunrise about half an hour before my shift ended at 0130-0200, then I was an even friendlier customer.

oh dear god, what did the two young barstaff in the hope and anchor with their two halfs of different bitters unleash in this thread. it's like 100 flashbacks to all the times i was sick through drink growing up.

my worst faux pas as a kid was to fill an empty shampoo bottle ( not very well washed out so there was still a bit of head and shoulders taste to the following cocktail ) with some drambuie and some creme de menthe, it was the only container i could find to transport some alcohol from the parents liquor cabinet down to the big field by the river. and i didn't want to take everything from one bottle as the parents might have sussed some was missing. i had it in my mind i was doing some fancy cocktail cause i'd seen stuff like that on tv, crockett or tubbs opened up a world globe liquor style cabinet full of all manner of different coloured drinks. and pour themselves a drink , with the exception of a dash of head and shoulders obvs.
don't think i've drunk either liquer since.

malibu and pineapple round here was one of the first drinks i remember imbibing cause we were posh like and it tasted like summer holidays in the costa del sol. and at 50+ now it took me 30 years to eventually get round to drinking a bit of merrydown having had my first few alcohol experiences drinking that down by the swings in the town i grew up in. eventually got over the fear and that taste.

watching the big lebowski.

Kahlua and milk. A Caucasian.

^ and vodka. white russians were his drink

the college bar at uni did the " bar run " once a year. across the bar were 11 pints on tap there was a mirror image with maybe a cider in the middle. so it went
bitter / lager a / guinness / mild / lager b / cider / lager b / mild / guinness / lager a / bitter

our task if we chose to accept it was to work your way across the bar in an evening, pints of each obviously

that one evening per year the whole student union was like a paddling pool of vomit. which just got worse and deeper towards the urinals.

None of this is as dangerous as letting Jimbilly buy the next round.

True. Very true.

I miss the days of having 2 pints of cider at the student union for 48p each at lunchtime and still being able to function in the afternoon. 48p is £2.07 in today's money. Cheaper than crack? I don't know what crack costs. But it seems very popular in my street.

You can get punts of cider doe less than that in Wetherspoons.

Last year in Sheffield I ordered two pints of ghostrider and was charged £3.84. Instinctively I said "Sorry, I asked for two pints.". The reply: "I know."

I had milk and Malibu therefore the best I could do. @dicki a malibu and pineapple is something I have from time to time. Reminds me of childhood and being allowed that to drink.

Reminded of mirage and taboo.....https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eRD-vQa7JB8

@Dibble Don't think that is the particular brand of tramp fuel I am thinking of. But then who knows what the gut/brain rot has done to me.

Malibu and Milk reminds me of drinking games on football awayers.
Drinking Jacks: dole out the cards one at a time, first jack chooses spirit, second mixer, third pays, forth drinks.
Joker makes it a double.
Seen some horrific concoctions (Bailey's and tonic), drank some weird ones (Sambuca and Mint cordial)

Wonder if it was real sherry, or stuff like British fortified wine like QC. Does make any difference but the idea of sherry on draught makes me smile for some reason.

Can still visualise the beige coloured plastic barrel on the counter, can't recall the name though.

After a fifty year drinking career, sometimes proper drinking, wonder how, by the grace of someone, that it never really got hold of me. Two of my old drinking partners are not here anymore to regale the tales of feats gone by. All they are now are plaques on the tap room wall. On saturday nights, if the remainder start with them , i realise it's time to go....

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_HLfUdGMekw

I think I need to avoid The Hope and Anchor

it was two youngsters and i didn't want to kick up a fuss. any normal person would have told them right away to pour a proper pint. i think i was to busy wondering what they were going to do and then we had a little laugh about what they were doing and then it was done and too late. no point in wasting two half pints.

they deserve a bit of support after getting flooded out a few times in recent years. the water this winter was only an inch or two below the threshold of the door. sandbags might have helped but it'll find a way in eventually.
it was a pub i loved as a malibu and pineapple drinker back in the day. nice spot too down by the river.

Have we moved into the b’s yet? There was one we used to set light to, inhale, neck it, them snort the remnants. Wish I could recall the spirit. If I hadn’t snorted so many I’d perhaps remember.

I think you may still be in the As with that one.

What the fuck is this?!? 😂
That doesn't sound like a spirit!