When I was a kid, I don’t know why we – our neighborhood kids got into this, but we would dare each other to drink something. And we’d go in the kitchen, and we’d make something. At first, it was like concoctions like lemonade with grape Kool-Aid in it. Yummy concoctions, and somewhere along the line, it turned into gross concoctions. I remember calling it quits at raw eggs and cayenne pepper. I wouldn’t drink it. I don’t know how we started it. “I dare you to drink whatever I fix.” And by golly, people were drinking it until -even when it got crazy, some of the big boys were drinking it, but not me. I wouldn’t… wouldn’t go there.