I was incredibly stoned, which really didn't help matters.
Several of us had piled back to the DJ's place, where he'd proceeded to sit us all down in a circle, around a deck of cards.

He went off to the kitchen, and came back with a tray of various spirits, and of condiments - vinegar, ketchup, milk, salt, mustard and so on and so on, and a pint glass.

He proceeded to deal out all the cards. The idea was, I seem to remember, that basically each person turned over a card, and took it in turns to put something in the pint glass. I believe that the Jacks pour a spirit, and the last Jack drinks.

Of course I had the last Jack.

The concoction was a light yellowy-brown in colour, with gentle swirls of mustard, and small globules of oil providing unwanted detail to a surface texture that was an accurate portrayal of what would result. It was starting to congeal.

I think I managed a gulp, which bounced straight off the bottom of my stomach and up again.

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Epilogue: Apparently it's very easy to load the game, and to prove so he loaded it to himself on the next round. He necked it in one and then poured himself a whiskey, the psychotic bastard.
( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Fri 27 May 2011, 13:24, 1 reply)

Yep
I too have been a victim of jacks
I always ended up being sick because someone always added salt and water to the mix
(andythepieman Is surfing the waves of indifference on, Tue 31 May 2011, 17:26, closed)