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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Clint_L" data-source="post: 9106453" data-attributes="member: 7035894">Not long after I started bartending, I got a pretty good-sized scholarship cheque and, since I was now making pretty good money, decided to use it to stock a pretty decent bar at home. Because I now fancied myself a connoisseur, I included a number of schnapps and liqueurs in the shopping cart. Then, over the course of the next year or so we slowly worked our way to the bottom of them during those late nights when a bunch of us wound up at the place I shared with my buddy.The standards were the first to go - vodka, gin, etc. Then the ones that could be easily mixed - fuzzy navels were a highlight evening. The second to last was a bottle of melon liquor, and to this day I cannot abide the smell of it. The  final bottle was green creme de menthe, which we wound up finishing off by doing shots until it was gone. It was like shooting mouthwash, and when I later got super sick my puke looked radioactive. Though my breath smelled pretty good.Also, at a bar where I worked for a long time, we had a tradition where whenever we changed a bottle we would throw the empty to drip dry into a four gallon jar with a big funnel rigged to the top. Over the course of about a year the jar would fill up with what we called "jungle juice." Once it was full, we would have a big party after work and drink the whole thing. The entire staff would be wrecked for days.Ah, youth.</blockquote>