About 15 years ago I was on some island in the Carribbean, it was the last day there and I was walking down this trail from the resort buildings to the spa center. Thought a nice massage prior to flying back to the states sounded nice. Anyways, some fella had a little stand set up along the trail and was selling piña coladas in freshly halved coconuts to passersby. I also thought one of these drinks sounded nice. Turns out the bathtub rum or whatever the hell liquor he was putting in these things was like gasoline, I got terrible heartburn and ended up puking my guts out before I even got to my massage appointment. To this day I can’t stand even the smell of piña colada anything. Those MD drinks were piña colada flavored, and I assume the rum/liquor was of similar quality to that experience years ago, so it was a hard pass for me.
I did get a few bombers of Pliny the Elder and a jalapeño IPA which were really good.
Haha, we went on a Bahamas cruise with my dipshit BIL and his wife. When we got there, we went to the beach, and these dudes had a stand set up. For 20 dollars you could drink as much as you wanted. And yes, they had it all set up in the coconuts, rum, punch mixers, etc.
Well, my son and SIL proceed to take advantage of this deal and drink their 20 dollars worth, and probably then some. As we're headed back to the boat, my SIL (lightweight pussy) proceeds to puke out the window of the shitty taxi van we're riding back in.
When we got there, the driver was acting all kinds of pissed off, and bitching at me. I was like idk, he got sick. Probably because you're a shitty driver lol. Then I said let's go everyone.
This asshole then starts screaming and talking about calling the cops. I was like, dude, fucking relax. He had a bit too much to drink and got a little sick. He was like, I'm gonna have you thrown in jail blah blah. You need to pay to clean my car.
I was like fuck. Fine. How much do you need. Dude says 5 dollars. I laughed and said yeah? 5 dollars. Damn. That's pretty steep.
I gave him 5 dollars and we walked off. Then we went to Senor Frogs and my SIL puked there too. I was like fuck, man.
We got back on the boat and he slept it off.
The end