ahh, Mickey's.. when I was a much younger man, you could get Mickey's in a green bottle with a big open top, it was called "Mickey's big mouth" I was partying with friends at the city park and downed almost 2 cases of the stuff (I was feeling no pain) and a friend of mine who was a semi-pro boxer was doing a demonstration at one of the pavillions at the park, I went over to show him how a real "Missouri hillbilly" boxes... :unsure: we had regulation gloves on and I was dancing around like a pro, I quickly got 2 good jabs in and was pretty proud of myself on the third jab, with my right arm fully extended..it was like rolling out the red carpet the uppercut started somewhere down in Texas I think, and found its home full underneath my jaw, sending me over a picnic table like a ragdoll thanks to the magic that is "Mickey's", I bounced back up like a ninja and thanked him for the match the next day..that was the worst hangover I've had my ENTIRE life :turned: