As I have said previously, being a kid required science experiments to try out. I was a curious boy. I never took chemistry, but I tried a chemistry experiment.
What would a combination of vinegar and dishwashing detergent taste like? It sounds gross, and I have to admit it was, but a drink is a drink. The first time I drank it, I threw up outside. When you heard that your mother was going to wash your mouth out with soap, it was kind of like that. I was foaming at the mouth from the detergent.
As time went on, I began to like the taste. It was nasty, but I could tolerate it. I would only drink this concoction on Saturday mornings, as I prepared for the sound of the noon siren. There was no chugging of my drink. Just a little sip or three. My mother started to wonder why her vinegar and detergent seemed to be lessening. She caught me taking some one morning, and I felt the paddle.
That was the end of my mixed drinks, at least until college. Some would say that my drink made me clean inside. It did.
