I blame St. Ides special brews from back in the day. When I was 16 or 17 I bought two of each of the three colors (forget what the flavors actually were). While drinking them I felt fine and they weren't too bad tasting actually. About 30 minutes after killing all six I got this weird artificial sweet taste in my mouth which followed by me straight up vomiting a rainbow of malt liquor all over the parking lot of a Circle K.