Recently a friend of mine asked me what my favorite drink was. This question took me back through about 12 years of dedicated partying and drinking. At the end of that trip, here are my findings:
My favorite drink taste wise, when I’m drinking socially and taking my time is a Malibu Bay Breeze. Yes, it is pink. Yes, I was teased for this drink.
(Malibu Coconut Flavored Rum, Pineapple Juice, Cranberry Juice)
Runner up for casual drinking and an all time fav is the Fuzzy Navel. This one is peach colored!
(Peach Schnapps and Orange Juice)
A later addition to my list was a Midori Sour. A green drink. What can I say? I like colors!
(Midori, whiskey sour mix, sprite)
If it is my objective simply to get smashed in the shortest amount of time, then I go with a Long Island Iced tea, or The Hulk. When I was younger and hard core into partying it was Long Island Iced tea and vodka shots all the way. Then I learned some restraint and started to take it easier. This bring us to my second choice for getting smashed, vodka and oj, aka The screwdriver.
Once I’m already drunk, all bets are off! I’ll drink anything! Beer, wine, mixed, whatever drink, I’ll just swallow it in a gulp! During those days of hard partying, most of the time I would snatch the drinks out of my friend’s hands and guzzle them if they were babysitting them too long. Then I’d go buy us both fresh drinks. This was really bad when I would hang out with my younger cousin Jason, because his go to drink was the aforementioned “Hulk,” that pretty much is like drinking pure gasoline! That thing was disgusting, but effective if the goal was to get hammered!
One time I had a few of those “Hulks.” I was so freaking drunk that I let my cousin drag me around the club. I was aware of what was happening, but I didn’t give a damn. Turns out my cousin entered me into the Amateur strip tease at Webster Hall. I went up and competed with a gay friend of ours, I pretty much stripped completely naked on stage. I still remember the gay guy, he was saying, “Dude, I saw your penis!”
I think back to that time, being in that dressing room waiting for my turn, it was crazy. I was in there with these half naked men, and half naked women, asking me what I thought about their boobs, or if any of their pubes were sticking out, yeah, it was freaking crazy. I felt like I was living in sin and going straight to hell back then. I’m telling you, get drunk, go into a room full of naked people, and you’ll see what I mean. That night was absolutely insane. I think the only reason everyone didn’t start banging each other was because of the show and security would break us up if we started going in. I think I may have made out with a girl or 2 in that room. I don’t quite remember. I do know that we didn’t have sex!
These days I don’t party like that anymore, and I don’t drink. The very first image in this post is the reason why I don’t drink! Bad hangovers! However, if I did, those would be my drinks! So, uhm, what is your favorite drink and did it ever lead you to get naked, on stage, in front of 1,500 people at a nightclub?
Growing Up Bronx
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