Don’t get me wrong, fruit itself is delicious. It just has no business getting involved in alcoholic drinks.
I now have a clogged sink in my office (there’s a kitchenette right behind my desk) that is the epitome of nasty. And I blame the fruity shots of pineapple booze I was ordered to consume by a superior officer. I felt just fine, until in order to combat dehydration, I had some orange Gatorade. Hello flashbacks to the pineapple, goodbye stomach contents, hello nasty sink.
The lesson, as always: Clear or Brown, Drink it Down. Yellow or Pink, Don’t You Drink.