Jesus Christ Almighty-my face is on FIRE!!! (Aftershock Liqueur)

Member Name: angry chris

Product:	Aftershock Liqueur
Date:	17/01/03 (1224 review reads)
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Advantages: Gets you drunk, Great social drink, Different and original idea

Disadvantages: Sticks like a leech to anything, Not exactly cheap, Burns like sulphuric acid

Alcohol. The fabric of my existance. Get paid? Go to the pub. Win on the fruit machine in the bookies? Go to the pub. Had some bad news? Go to the pub. I think you all have the idea.
Strangely, however, I'm not a spirits drinker. Like the infamous Newcastle Brown Ale("a fight in every bottle..."), spirits tend to bring out the more "aggressive" side of my nature. In an attempt to stay in the pub for as long as possible, as oppsoe to at home and in bed, or worse, in a hospital bed, pints and bottles tend to be the more regular fare.

However, a bad day can change all that. One such day happened in August 2001, while I was working in Scarborough. My boss had decided that, rather than turn up for her shift at 5pm like she was menant to, it would be a much better idea to go the the boozer until 7.30pm, and leave muggins here to cover her shift. When she finally turned up, slightly worse for wear, I decided in a fairly animated manner, to follow her lead and go for a couple of jars.

Six whiskeys and a bar full of expletives later, I decided to round up some friends and go to a club in Town. In truth the decision was made for me, as I was asked politely by the manager of the pub to "fu*k off and never return unless I wanted my legs removed/ripped off".

Once we arrived in Town and staggered passed several rather burly looking bouncers into the club, I managed to get to the bar and found that there was no decent whiskey left, just that paint thinner filled "house" stuff that doubles up as rat poison. So instead, I got round to drinking this red, gloopy shooter, named Aftershock...

Two hours and several aftershocks later, I was lying, face down in the middle of the main road, talking jibberish to a tramp who was busy taking the watch off my wrist before finally being bundled into a taxi and going home. Unfortunately, I managed to walk the wrong way from the taxi, wandered arou
nd the Holiday Park for a while, before settling down for a nap under a tree, which is where I stayed until 9am the next day. A good night out all round...

This rather longwinded tale of drunkenness and self pity was my own roundabout way of getting to the product that is Aftershock.

Aftershock is a shooter, meant to be drunk in 25 ml shots. It is a strong as Geoff Capes, landing in at a fine 40%ABV. The red Aftershock is the original one, tasting predominatly of aniseed. Now, you can get a blue, "cool" Aftershock, and I seem to recall some odd looking green coloured aftershock in a local watering hole not so long back. For the purposes of this op, I will stick to the original stuff as pictured above.

Aftershock's unique selling point is in the method. No knocking back a nseries of this stuff in quick succession, you will only spoil the fun. Drink a shot of this stuff, and hold it in your mouth for a second or two, then swill it around your mouth for 30 seconds, of until your mouth feels like an aspestos plate from the depths of hell, and then swallow. Immediately take a sharp breathe, and if you are like me, follow this with an agonised scream and a series of hilarious faces which would do any Jim Carrey movie proud. Repeat until the floor is spinning in the opposite direction to your hands, then sleep.

I wont lie to you, dear Dooyooers. This stuff burns like hell. After this has gone down your throat, the pain is slightly excruciating to say the least. But, despite this, the stuff is hugely addictive. After one, you will want another, and another, and this will continue until you are unconscious.

In most pubs, it will set you back about £2 a go. A bottle from the off liscence will come in at no less than £20. It is not, therefore, exactly cheap.

After that "incident" in Scarborough, I laid off the stuff, until I tried it again on my 21st birthday party. The party started
at 7.30pm, and by 8 I was struggling to feel my face, such was the Aftershock induced numbness. A good sign indeed.

Now I'm a regular. Try this out for a laugh. When you are out, drink yourself an "aftershock chaser". Buy a bottle, drink it and then have an aftershock. Repeat for as long as possible. You will get the desired affect.

A word of warning-do not miss your mouth, or drink while in either white or expensive clothing. Not only does this stuff stain like ink, but it sticks like tar. You really could plug holes with this stuff, as it seems to oxidise after a short while and solidy, namely to your hands, clothes, keyboard etc.

Despite this, I heartily recommend it. It makes a great change to drink something other than vodka or whiskey if spirits are your thing. It is a great leveller-hardened alcoholics like myself will still start gurning after a shot of this along with those three pint wonders we all seem to know. It is a great social drink-drinking in a group and seeing who can last the longest is always amusing. Do yourself a favour, just swallow it quickly and watch in sheer amusemnet as your mates start to go somewhat purple and begin to yelp like a mistreated puppy. Priceless.

Go on, warm yourself up on a warm winters night-just don't lie on the road when you've had enough. And don't wear a watch...

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