I was 19 and my friend had just turned 21, so he was the go to booze getter. He was the pastor's kid, so this took place in the driveway of the parsonage of our church. He, another friend, and I got a 12 pack of Yuengling, three bombers of various Scottish ales (I wish I could remember what they were, they were delicious and strong), and a fifth of coconut rum. We finished the beers, were drinking the rum in sips from the bottle, then I got the idea that it was so tasty it should be poured into a cup for quicker drinking. We then decided to take a walk around the church and didn't make it very far before we sat down on the steps. I promptly lost the contents of my stomach all over the church steps, got really upset about it, and told my friends that we were all going to hell.
The next day was my then-girlfriends bday and I still had to get her a present. I went to the mall and for some reason coconut seemed to be the popular scent of EVERYTHING that year. I couldn't handle it and puked in a trashcan at the mall. I can't even smell coconut rum anymore without getting queasy.