If its anything like a fifth of SoCo in two hours, you'll blow chunks while talking to a Mountie. 
Last time & the first time & the ONLY time I drank Southern Comfort (cough syrup) was at a dance at the ripe age of 14 while in Jr. high in 1974. Wanting to be cool, I drank 3/4 of a fifth for future bragging rights. Two hours after my first drink, I found myself in the teacher's parking lot behind the school, lying on my side, blowing the dry heaves against a teacher's car's left rear tire.
I literally had to crawl to the front parking lot of the school to be picked up by my friend's mother for the ride home. Luckily, the parental units were in bed when I got home.
I was sick for three days and NEVER touched SoCo again. Nor will I ever...
I did get some pretty good week long bragging rights out of that ordeal though.
Peer pressure - we ALL know the drill...
