Waking up after a heavy nights drinking, reaching to the bedside table for some form of fluid to quench your thirst, blindly grasping until you feel a half finished beer tin from the night before only to take a huge swallow and find out you'd been using said tin for an ashtray.
I once went to a bar and asked for the least popular legitimate drink/mixer/cocktail.
The barman handed me a Campari and orange. Never, EVER ask for a Campari and orange. It is the epitome of vileness.
Red Aftershock mixed with Baileys. A friend of mine thought it would be an interesting mix. It wasn't.
Blue Moon beer. No idea why anyone drinks this stuff - tastes like alcoholic celery