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Back in my heavy drinking days,we would go buy a canoe paddle,a new garbage can,fresh fruit,some fruit punch and one bottle of 190 proof everclear grain alcohol. The parties all had the same theme and would last several days. The parties were all bring your own bottle,that was surrendered to the garbage can and added to the mix. We called it Jim Jones Koolaid. One buddy was having problems with his digestive tract at the time of one of our infamous gigs. He went home and was complaining about blood in his urine due to the color he peed. He was underaged at the time and refused to tell his mom he had been on a three day bender drinking the electric Koolaid in massive quantities. He told her and his doctor that he had been drinking lots of plain Koolaid,so after his lab work came back negative they whipped up gallon upon gallon of red Koolaid that they forced him to drink it to try to get him to pee red again