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Now there's a blast from the past. Still make it once in a blue moon. Looks like punch, tastes innocuous then just takes your legs away.
Electric orange - Thule - there a week with a broken window, last night invited to a private bar in one of the blocks. We took electric orange but ran out of orange and still had vodka and Galliano so made a flask with grape juice - horrible, but after 3 flasks of electric orange nobody cared. On departure ATC's last message to us was "Thank God you guys are going home".