Three Wise Men. Johnnie Walker, Jack Daniels, and Jim Beam, mixed together (sometimes given as separate shots, but I’ve mostly encountered it as the single mixed shot). The individual ingredients, just fine. Mixed together, something truly evil occurs. It’s one of those drinks you’re handed on your 21st birthday and you never have again because it’s so vile (and you’ll never order one in your life except to give to someone else).
Well, considering that bourbon (and Tennessee whiskeys like JD) is what you get when you age spirits in new oak casks for (usually) 2-5 years, and Scotch is what you get when you take those very same barrels, now used, and age spirits in them for 10 years or longer, I’d say the mix of the two should be leaving you able to tell your age by counting rings on your tongue.
The phrase “needlessly elaborate” comes to mind, but then again that applies to most college shenanigans.
I was on a road trip back in the day and asked to crash at a friend’s for the night… He agreed but in exchange I had to take a prairie fire. I thought he was just messing around and put random stuff he found in the kitchen together until much later that I found out that it’s an honest-to-goodness drink. How do things like this propagate? I also thought a boilermaker was something my fraternity came up with to haze pledges with. I was blown away when I found out that some people willing paid money for it.
Add a shot of Jamison’s and you’ve got the 4 horsemen. Add a shot of wild turkey and you’ve got the 4 horsemen go hunting. Add a shot of Jose to it and you’ve got the 4 horsemen go to Mexico. Add another shot and you’re going to the hospital.
Combining drinks that should never be combined aside, I’ve taken a ton of terrible, stomach-peeling shots in my life. 151 proof liquors, everclear, moonshine, etc. and the single worst shot I’ve ever taken is Vodquila. http://www.vodquila.com/home.php I get the chills just thinking about it. Buhhhh.
The other day at the bar, one of the new bartenders had lined up the well bottles in the wrong order. So when I got served a rum and tonic with lime juice instead of a GIN and tonic with lime juice, I was less than pleased. Talk about NASTY! And no, I didn’t drink any more of it once I knew it was wrong.
Sam Smith Oatmeal Stout tastes like an ashtray
I can’t be sure all Absinthe is disgusting but the brand I got in a circular bottle from The Czech Republic sure tasted like shit, even when served the way it’s supposed to be.
Campari is a horrible, horrible liqueur.
I am one of (smaller) crowd of people who enjoys gin.
My last name is McCormick, I saw McCormick brand gin; so I thought “How bad can it be?”
The answer is: BAD. VERY BAD. I immediately gagged and was very close to throwing up. Never again. My rule of thumb is now: Don’t buy spirits that come in plastic bottles.
I love Sam Smith’s Oatmeal Stout. 
Oh well: your trash, my treasure, I suppose. 
I also…tolerate…McCormick vodka. It’s the bottle I keep in the freezer, strictly for mixing. 
It’s also the brand my wife and I chose when we did the Great Infused Vodka Adventure of 2009. We figured there was no sense buying $45 bottles of Grey Goose or Belvedere just to stick fruit into.
Retsina. At least the bottle a friend of mine brought to the party a while back.
You know how the floor of your garage smells when the ice in the wheel wells melts and sits in a puddle for a week or two? Not that good.
Regards,
Shodan
I drank a whole bottle of that a while back.
My tasting notes from the occasion included “pinecones boiled in urine.” 
I probably have to say Peppermint Schnapps.
Mostly due to poor decisions in college. I’ve worked through most of those memories (i.e. taste of tequila or Miller Highlife are fine now), but 13ish years later just the thought of a shot of peppermint schnapps makes me wince and feel queezy.
Ouzo’s not that bad straight, although it’s better cut with water and ice as a summer drink. Green (and yellow) Chanteuse is pretty delicious, in my opinion. It’s just very sweet and herbal. It’s nothing like those dark herbal liqueurs like Underberg, Unicum, Jaegermeister, etc. Those are pretty rough (though I love them, as well.)
Odd thing is, there are now “craft” distillery (or whatever they call it) versions of it, so it’s not all Jeppson’s anymore. I know of at least two other brands, one distilled in Chicago, and one in New York, so its appeal as a drink appears to be spreading. It kind of irritates me, because every time I find an unpopular or uncommon drink I like, within a few years it becomes popular and more expensive. If slivovitz and other clear fruit brandies become popular in the next few years, that’s me.
Since no one’s mentioned it, Miller upchuck Lite.
You need to get out more. I don’t even like Miller Lite, but if that’s the worst you’ve had…
Thanks for your concern, but there are better forms of self-abuse. Uh, oh…:eek:
I was going to say something similar, IIRC it was called Hiram Walker Hot Damn Cinnamon Schnapps. Hiram Walker This Shit Tastes Fucking Disgusting probably wouldn’t fit on the label.
I’ve got a bottle of Hangar One Wasabi Vodka in my freezer. It’s got a unique taste that few enjoy - most of my friends will try one shot to see what it’s like but few come back for seconds.
I have to add my vote for most “flavored” beers to this list. Some subtly-flavored brews are okay, one at a time and infrequently. However, the fad has exploded to where the fall shelves contain more apple, raspberry, blueberry, pumpkin, and above all (blecch!) “spice” beers than regular brews. Enough! Most of them are just plain gross.
I’d probably feel the same way about the explosion of flavored vodkas if I ever even looked at the vodka shelf. (I don’t. Brown forever.)
OTOH, I love good rauschbier and was unhappy that the brief fad for it seems to have passed. All that seems to remain are a few very lightweight versions (the Sam Adams variants, where the smoke is so faint it’s hardly there) and the original German/Bavarian ones, which are almost invariably a little skunky from their long transit and slow sales times.
A Jimmie Walker Cooler. Shudder, terrible novelty drink of the 1980’s (when wine coolers were all the rage). It’s made with Kool-aid.
When I was in China last year, they offered me lotus root distilled spirits, which are apparently traditional or popular in the mountains near Hangzhou (don’t know the Chinese name for the stuff). It was awful, like skunked everclear, bitter and astringent.
We were at a business dinner where they brought out about a thousand dishes, and every time a new dish showed up people would start offering toasts to each other. I quickly had to beg off; it was too strong and too nasty.
The absolute worse booze I have ever tasted was on a dare at a very late-night party at LACon IV (the most recent LA Worldcon).
I don’t know what it was, but the bottle was covered in Chinese characters and it had a picture of a tiger. It could have just been a cheap-ass baijiu, or it could have been some knockoff penis wine…
But it was without a doubt the most awful substance I have ever deliberately placed in my mouth. And that was after I had thoroughly anesthetized my taste buds. Indescribably awful.
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