
It started at a friend’s 20th birthday, pre-drinking perhaps a little more than usual, and celebrating meeting an important deadline for my course. As the house party wore on (and I became more and more inebriated) I joined in on a movement to take the party to the Lizard for some dancing, cheesy music, and general shenanigans. In a typical display of poor judgment, I decided I wasn’t NEARLY drunk enough to properly enjoy the Lizard, and poured about a quarter litre of vodka into a bottle of lemonade and took it to enjoy en route.