Fuckin' A I'll drink a Mike's Harder Strawberry Lemonade over that IPA. I'm trying to get buzzed, not grow more hair on my chest!
When I first started drinking I asked for something pink and fruity that wasn't filled with crushed ice and the waitress told me about the red devil. I always thought I had a shit tolerance, but it occurs I was drinking 2 mixed drinks for every beer my friends were swilling. The red devil is an alabama slammer and a grasshopper combined. I did not know that until years later. I was so happy to finally get easy drinks like hard ciders so I could go for the slow buzz with the beer drinkers.
That is the one and only horror movie that still scares the shit out of me. Just that screenshot is tripping my PTSD.