(violent retching) (yelling)
- [Eugene] Wait, swallow it.
Wow. (smacks lips)
- It's 9:00am and we are gonna get drunk. (laughs)
- Today we are trying the grossest alcohol
the world has to offer.
- Eww.
- Anything could be in these drinks.
- We're not gonna know, and we're gonna have
to guess after we taste them.
- Early trigger warning, if you don't wanna see vomit,
sorry.
(upbeat music)
- [Zach] Hot Mexican Hooker.
- I can smell the tequila from here.
I'm gonna guess that part
is the Mexican. (bell dings)
- I am detecting some, like, spice here.
- Is there hot sauce in this?
(bell dings) - [Both] Yep.
(swing music)
(glasses thunk)
- I was-- (retches)
(laughing) - Looking at your face.
- Eww.
Eww!
- Whoever thought of tequila and was like,
you know what this needs?
More spice.
- There a very confusing burn on the back of my throat.
- I barely sipped it and it still made me gag, hard.
- I don't think this is all that bad.
It tastes like what you would find
on the bottom of the tray at a bar after--
- Like, nasty dish washing juice?
- Yeah, it tastes like dish washing liquor.
- What would make this drink a sex worker?
- Hah, well, there's a fishy smell to it.
- No.
- Yeah.
- No. - Yeah.
- Tuna juice. - Tuna juice!
(bell dings) (clapping)
- Tuna juice?
- Yeah.
- Why is it a-- Oh.
That's why they call it a hooker.
- [Ned] It's called a Cement Mixer?
- Cement Mixer.
So this shoots first, but you don't swallow it,
and then this you put in second, you mix it in your mouth,
and then you swallow it together.
- You've heard of this?
- Yeah.
- What is it?
It 's an acid and a base.
The idea is, these are going to curdle upon meeting.
So, like cement, you have things that are not congealed,
and then you combine them, and they become thick.
- This is definitely like a chocolatey liqueur,
like, sweet thing, and this is like the sourest,
nastiest weird thing. - Oooh.
- Lime? - Is this lime juice?
(bell dings) Key lime juice.
We are dressed so well for this.
- 99.9% sure this is either Bailey's or Kahlua.
- [Ned] Yeah. (bell dings)
- I'm gonna take a dairy pill.
I know it doesn't really help you,
but do you want one anyway? - Just give it to me, yeah.
- It couldn't hurt.
- Hit me up, bro. - There ya go.
- All right! - Okay.
- Let's mix some cement!
- So, don't swallow it yet, though.
So here we go. - Oh, yeah.
I never swallow. (laughs)
(funky music)
(dramatic orchestral music) (yelling)
- It got chunky! (yells)
- Wow. (laughs)
Wait, swallow it.
(violent yelling)
Swallow it, swallow it! (retches)
- I felt it, there were chunks in my mouth.
They weren't chunks before, then all the sudden,
they were like little Boba balls.
- The minute it went into my mouth,
it turned into cottage cheese.
- Oh.
- Why do we drink milk? (fist banging)
(loud burp)
- You're the lime juice to my Bailey's.
Individually, we're great, but together,
we're terrible. - We're clumpy.
(laughing)
(groaning)
- This is like those pictures
that they show you that tell you not to smoke.
- That's not whipped cream?
Tell me its whipped cream.
- [Camera Man] No, that's mayonnaise, and it's--
- Is this Jager?
- [Producer] Yes. (bell dings)
- Oh, that's what it is, yes.
I know my Jager, y'all.
I didn't even have to taste it.
- It's kinda like reading tea leaves,
and our future looks bad.
- This was invented by that friend in college
who just never graduated.
- Uh, I like mayo.
- Mayo gets a bad wrap, you know?
- Yeah, well, here's the-- - You know, mayo's--
You just call it aioli. - Call it aioli.
- Everyone loves it. - Everyone's like, oh,
I love aioli. - I love aioli.
Ugh, I don't care for mayo.
- I don't like too much mayonnaise, but aioli?
I love a good aioli.
(glasses clink)
- [Both] Cheers.
(glasses thud on table)
- (groans) What a texture!
(gurgling)
- D'oh, my God.
Oh, my good, sweet Lord.
- This mouth is really coming in handy.
My mouth is big enough where I swallow all
the mayonnaise without tasting one lick of mayo.
- You know, that's a lot of mayonnaise.
- It's just not the flavor, - That much mayonnaise,
- or the texture you want. - you would put on
a whole piece of bread and you would eat it
over the course of an hour.
- You eat one piece of bread - Okay, whatever.
- with mayonnaise over the-- - No, no, no, no, no. (laughs)
- I'm just imagining you at dinner,
but, like, welcome to the Fulmer household.
For dinner, we have one piece - We have mayonnaise,
- of bread with mayonnaise. - and bread.
Amber Moon, it sounds beautiful.
- [Eugene] It's an egg.
- [Both] It's an egg. (bell dings)
- It's an egg.
- Aren't you not supposed to eat the raw egg?
- Naw, you can do it if you're trying to bulk up.
- Amber Moon, sounds like the friend
of the Hot Mexican Hooker.
- It's bourbon?
- [Producer] Yes. (bell dings)
- That's a lot--
- That's a lot-- - [Both] of bourbon.
- Well, it's funny 'cause we were like,
we're not gonna get drunk off these drinks.
It's less about the alcohol,
more about the grossness.
And this is like, a full-ass glass of bourbon.
- Yeah, this is all I need to get drunk these days.
- Well, I guess we better start sippin',
'cause I'm not about to take in two shots
of whiskey in one gulp.
- I already love this drink so much.
It has two of my favorite things.
- Eggs. - Eggs, and bourbon.
- Wow.
- I can see some powdery red stuff.
Is it more hot sauce?
- Chili? (bell dings)
- [Producer] It's Tabasco. (groaning)
- Dick in the-- - Fart, fart.
- dick, dick, dick. - Monkey butt.
- [Eugene] Amber Moon.
- Like a rejected Sailor Moon character.
- Yeah, she's like, (laughs)
"It's me, Amber Moon! - "Hey guys, it's me!"
- "I have the power of eggs!" (laughing)
- I am a very lightweight.
- Ahh, just drinkin' warm whiskey over here.
(laughing)
♪ She is the one called Sailor Egg ♪
- [Both] And Amber!
- Amber Moon!
(gargling) - Did you drink it?
- No, it's just so spicy.
I'm gettin' closer and closer to the egg.
- Wait for me, guys!
- [Eugene] Wait for me! - It's me, Amber Moon!
- Ya never know when ya need
to shoot eggs out of yourself.
- [Keith] What's goin' on with that jelly bean?
- Is there a chemical reaction that happens
when the alcohol starts cookin' the egg?
Wait, no, it doesn't! - Yeah, it is.
That's what's happening. - Shut the fuck up.
- That's why the yolk's getting white,
it's getting cooked.
- I fight evil, too. - [Eugene] Sorry, Amber.
- I shoot eggs outta my arms. - No.
We don't need your eggs shooting capabilities.
- Like Spiderman. - Sorry, Amber Moon.
- It's like a moon is crashing, it's--
- A moon is born. (gentle guitar music)
(hands clap)
(laughing)
- I mean, someone has to chug this drink.
- I can't chug bourbon.
You can do it, maybe.
- In my college, we said, "Zebra stripes, down the pipes."
Zebra stripes!
- Down the pipes!
- [Ned] Ugh, Jesus, there he goes.
- Whoa!
(blubbering)
- Yeah, because the hot sauce hit me.
- It's not comin' back up.
- It's so hot! - Not a fuckin' chance.
- Are you with Zach Kornfeld right now?
- No. - Wow!
- Are you with Keith Habersberger
right now? - No!
(groaning)
- Who are you with?
- Eugene!
- What are you gonna do?
- Chug that shit!
- Get it, girl!
(laughing hysterically)
(liquid drips) - [Ned] All right, so this
is called, uh, Crocodile Cum. - [Eugene] Alligator Jizz.
- What, what is it called?
- [Producer] Alligator Sperm.
- Alligator Sperm.
- I like Crocodile Cum. - I like Crocodile Cum.
- That looks dope.
- It smells like cream, lime. (bell dings)
- Cheers!
- Crocodile-- - [Both] Cum.
(laughing)
- It's delicious. - It's really good.
- It's amazing.
The only thing that's gross about it
is when I imagine I'm drinking crocodile cum.
- I love this. - This is pretty good.
- This is amazing.
There's pineapple juice in here?
(bell dings) - There's pineapple juice
in there. - Fuck yeah.
- It tastes like sweet, it tastes lemony.
- Is it Midori?
- [Ned] 'Cause of the green. (bell dings)
- It's green, yeah.
- I would drink this whole thing.
I'm not going to, 'cause I'm an adult.
- Ned!
You have a baby.
- You drank all the cum off the top of that.
- I slurped it up.
- Amber Moon!
(laughing) Oh, God!
(gurgling)
I watched you throw back up into your own cup.
No!
(intense orchestral music)
(liquid dripping)
(intense orchestral music)
(liquid dripping)
- [Zach] Kim Jong Un Nuclear Bomb.
Wake up! (clacks)
- No!
God.
- We have one more drink left.
- Oh, really?
(laughing)
- Why are you so sad?
- I don't want it.
- Is it all cream?
- [Eugene] What is in this? Smell it.
- Nooo.
- Smells like chicken.
(groaning)
- If you name a drink Kim Jong Un Nuclear Bomb,
this better be the worst fucking drink in the world.
- There's six ingredients in this.
I'm gonna guess that it's
Cinnamon Toast Crunch. (buzzer)
- Oysters. (buzzer)
- Battery acid. (buzzer)
- Right, let's just drink it. - All right.
- Bottoms up, baby!
- Cheers.
- What if we dip our glasses in it?
(laughing)
- It won't work out. - Dip our glasses right
in the drink.
A taste you can see.
(lighthearted music)
- Hmmm, there's stuff in there
that should not have ever been blended.
- It's so thick.
I just want you to watch.
- It's not a drink, it's a porridge.
- Is there meat in this?
- [Producer] Uh huh.
- There's meat in this? - [Eugene] I taste meat.
- Ohhh!
- It's pork?
- [Producer] No. (buzzer)
- Fish?
- [Producer] No. (buzzer)
- Beef? - [Producer] Yes.
- You blend up a cow?
- Is it a burger? - Is it burger?
- Really? (bell dings)
- [Zach] Ohhhh! - Fries.
- Did you put the bun in here?
You fuckin' maniac. - Fries?
- [Producer] Yes. (bell dings)
- Are there other ingredients from McDonald's?
- [Producer] Yes.
- A toy? (laughs) - [Producer] No.
(groaning)
- Is there a milkshake in here?
- [Producer] Yeah. (bell dings)
- Big Mac, vodka. (bell dings)
Milkshake, fries. - Kim Jong Un, okay.
What do they have in North Korea?
Not much. - Snow.
- Grain.
- Apple-- - [Both] Pie!
(bell dings)
(hands slap)
- Barbecue sauce?
(bell dings) - [Producer] Yes.
- Smells like when you get take-out in your car, and then--
(coughing)
I mean, I'm not, there's no way I'm getting--
Are you okay?
- To me, it tastes like if you licked a battery.
- And the battery tasted like corn.
(coughing) - I'm just sayin',
without the vodka, it might not be half bad.
- Without all of the McDonald's, it would be good.
- Just a glass of vodka?
- Yeah, I'd rather just have a glass of vodka.
- You want a glass of vod--
Ooh, I'll take a milkshake, then.
- Awesome. - Okay, so what was
your favorite?
- [Eugene] Amber Moon! - [Ned] Amber Moon!
- I loved it. - Amber Moon!
My favorite was obviously the Crocodile Cum.
- I would slurp up that alligator juice,
jizzy, all day.
- Like the actual worst?
The Cement Mixer.
- Yeah, the congealing within your mouth
is a crazy party trick.
You should definitely use it on your friends.
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Wow, I suddenly sobered up real quick. (laughs)
(upbeat music)
♪ She is the one called Amber Moon ♪
♪ Fighting eggs by moonlight ♪
(chimes tinkling)