God, yes I remember that awful stuff. I dinn't have to drink it every night, but sometimes. I remember once when I stayed with my dad at the FLB and I was sick and I had to drick it as a part of the remedy. Christ, clasping your nose wouldn't work because the aftertaste hung in for minutes!
"If you really want to hear about it, the first thing you'll probably want to know is where I was born, and what my lousy childhood was like, but I don't feel like going into it, if you want to know the truth."