When I was younger(Barely even 8) my mom and her friends were always letting me have a sip of their daiquiris whenever they would come to the house.
When I was like 16 I wasnt paying attention to my dad in the kitchen. All I seen him doing was adding coke into a small glass cup with a lemon on the edge.
Well he decides to go to the bathroom and I wanted some coke. So soon as I hear the door close I walk to the counter and take a sip of his coke.
That little sip had my throat on fire
I swear I felt like that burn was lasting all damn day. I found out later he was drinking Crown and Coke