(violent retching)
(yelling) - [Eugene] Wait, swallow it. Wow. (smacks lips) - It's 9:00am and we are
gonna get drunk. (laughs) - Today we are trying the grossest alcohol the world has to offer. - Eww. - Anything could be in these drinks. - We're not gonna know,
and we're gonna have to guess after we taste them. - Early trigger warning, if
you don't wanna see vomit, sorry. (upbeat music) - [Zach] Hot Mexican Hooker. - I can smell the tequila from here. I'm gonna guess that part is the Mexican.
(bell dings) - I am detecting some, like, spice here. - Is there hot sauce in this? (bell dings)
- [Both] Yep. (swing music) (glasses thunk) - I was-- (retches) (laughing)
- Looking at your face. - Eww. Eww! Eww! - Whoever thought of tequila and was like, you know what this needs? More spice. - There a very confusing burn
on the back of my throat. - I barely sipped it and
it still made me gag, hard. - I don't think this is all that bad. It tastes like what you would find on the bottom of the tray at a bar after-- - Like, nasty dish washing juice? - Yeah, it tastes like
dish washing liquor. - What would make this drink a sex worker? - Hah, well, there's a fishy smell to it. - No. - Yeah. - No.
- Yeah. - Tuna juice.
- Tuna juice! (bell dings)
(clapping) - Tuna juice? - Yeah. - Why is it a--
Oh. That's why they call it a hooker. - [Ned] It's called a Cement Mixer? - Cement Mixer. So this shoots first,
but you don't swallow it, and then this you put in second,
you mix it in your mouth, and then you swallow it together. - You've heard of this? - Yeah. - What is it? It 's an acid and a base. The idea is, these are going
to curdle upon meeting. So, like cement, you have
things that are not congealed, and then you combine them,
and they become thick. - This is definitely like
a chocolatey liqueur, like, sweet thing, and
this is like the sourest, nastiest weird thing.
- Oooh. - Lime?
- Is this lime juice? (bell dings)
Key lime juice. We are dressed so well for this. - 99.9% sure this is
either Bailey's or Kahlua. - [Ned] Yeah.
(bell dings) - I'm gonna take a dairy pill. I know it doesn't really help you, but do you want one anyway?
- Just give it to me, yeah. - It couldn't hurt. - Hit me up, bro.
- There ya go. - All right!
- Okay. - Let's mix some cement! - So, don't swallow it yet, though. So here we go.
- Oh, yeah. I never swallow. (laughs) (funky music) (dramatic orchestral music)
(yelling) - It got chunky! (yells) - Wow. (laughs) Wait, swallow it. (violent yelling) Swallow it, swallow it!
(retches) - I felt it, there were
chunks in my mouth. They weren't chunks before,
then all the sudden, they were like little Boba balls. - The minute it went into my mouth, it turned into cottage cheese. - Oh. - Why do we drink milk? (fist banging) (loud burp) - You're the lime juice to my Bailey's. Individually, we're great, but together, we're terrible.
- We're clumpy. (laughing) (groaning) - This is like those pictures that they show you that
tell you not to smoke. - That's not whipped cream? Tell me its whipped cream. - [Camera Man] No, that's
mayonnaise, and it's-- - Is this Jager? - [Producer] Yes.
(bell dings) - Oh, that's what it is, yes. I know my Jager, y'all. I didn't even have to taste it. - It's kinda like reading tea leaves, and our future looks bad. - This was invented by
that friend in college who just never graduated. - Uh, I like mayo. - Mayo gets a bad wrap, you know? - Yeah, well, here's the--
- You know, mayo's-- You just call it aioli.
- Call it aioli. - Everyone loves it.
- Everyone's like, oh, I love aioli.
- I love aioli. Ugh, I don't care for mayo. - I don't like too much
mayonnaise, but aioli? I love a good aioli. (glasses clink) - [Both] Cheers. (glasses thud on table) - (groans) What a texture! (gurgling) - D'oh, my God. Oh, my good, sweet Lord. - This mouth is really coming in handy. My mouth is big enough where I swallow all the mayonnaise without
tasting one lick of mayo. - You know, that's a lot of mayonnaise. - It's just not the flavor,
- That much mayonnaise, - or the texture you want.
- you would put on a whole piece of bread
and you would eat it over the course of an hour. - You eat one piece of bread
- Okay, whatever. - with mayonnaise over the--
- No, no, no, no, no. (laughs) - I'm just imagining you at dinner, but, like, welcome to
the Fulmer household. For dinner, we have one piece
- We have mayonnaise, - of bread with mayonnaise.
- and bread. Amber Moon, it sounds beautiful. - [Eugene] It's an egg. - [Both] It's an egg.
(bell dings) - It's an egg. - Aren't you not supposed
to eat the raw egg? - Naw, you can do it if
you're trying to bulk up. - Amber Moon, sounds like the friend of the Hot Mexican Hooker. - It's bourbon? - [Producer] Yes.
(bell dings) - That's a lot-- - That's a lot--
- [Both] of bourbon. - Well, it's funny 'cause we were like, we're not gonna get
drunk off these drinks. It's less about the alcohol, more about the grossness. And this is like, a
full-ass glass of bourbon. - Yeah, this is all I need
to get drunk these days. - Well, I guess we better start sippin', 'cause I'm not about to take in two shots of whiskey in one gulp. - I already love this drink so much. It has two of my favorite things. - Eggs.
- Eggs, and bourbon. - Wow. - I can see some powdery red stuff. Is it more hot sauce? - Chili?
(bell dings) - [Producer] It's Tabasco.
(groaning) - Dick in the--
- Fart, fart. - dick, dick, dick.
- Monkey butt. - [Eugene] Amber Moon. - Like a rejected Sailor Moon character. - Yeah, she's like, (laughs) "It's me, Amber Moon!
- "Hey guys, it's me!" - "I have the power of eggs!"
(laughing) - I am a very lightweight. - Ahh, just drinkin'
warm whiskey over here. (laughing) ♪ She is the one called Sailor Egg ♪ - [Both] And Amber! - Amber Moon! (gargling)
- Did you drink it? - No, it's just so spicy. I'm gettin' closer and closer to the egg. - Wait for me, guys! - [Eugene] Wait for me!
- It's me, Amber Moon! - Ya never know when ya need to shoot eggs out of yourself. - [Keith] What's goin'
on with that jelly bean? - Is there a chemical
reaction that happens when the alcohol starts cookin' the egg? Wait, no, it doesn't!
- Yeah, it is. That's what's happening.
- Shut the fuck up. - That's why the yolk's getting white, it's getting cooked. - I fight evil, too.
- [Eugene] Sorry, Amber. - I shoot eggs outta my arms.
- No. We don't need your eggs
shooting capabilities. - Like Spiderman.
- Sorry, Amber Moon. - It's like a moon is crashing, it's-- - A moon is born.
(gentle guitar music) (hands clap) (laughing) - I mean, someone has to chug this drink. - I can't chug bourbon. You can do it, maybe. - In my college, we said,
"Zebra stripes, down the pipes." Zebra stripes! - Down the pipes! - [Ned] Ugh, Jesus, there he goes. - Whoa! (blubbering) - Yeah, because the hot sauce hit me. - It's not comin' back up. - It's so hot!
- Not a fuckin' chance. - Are you with Zach Kornfeld right now? - No.
- Wow! - Are you with Keith Habersberger right now?
- No! (groaning) - Who are you with? - Eugene! - What are you gonna do? - Chug that shit! - Get it, girl! (laughing hysterically) (liquid drips)
- [Ned] All right, so this is called, uh, Crocodile Cum.
- [Eugene] Alligator Jizz. - What, what is it called? - [Producer] Alligator Sperm. - Alligator Sperm. - I like Crocodile Cum.
- I like Crocodile Cum. - That looks dope. - It smells like cream, lime.
(bell dings) - Cheers! - Crocodile--
- [Both] Cum. (laughing) - It's delicious.
- It's really good. - It's amazing. The only thing that's gross about it is when I imagine I'm
drinking crocodile cum. - I love this.
- This is pretty good. - This is amazing. There's pineapple juice in here? (bell dings)
- There's pineapple juice in there.
- Fuck yeah. - It tastes like sweet, it tastes lemony. - Is it Midori? - [Ned] 'Cause of the green.
(bell dings) - It's green, yeah. - I would drink this whole thing. I'm not going to, 'cause I'm an adult. - Ned! You have a baby. - You drank all the cum
off the top of that. - I slurped it up. - Amber Moon! (laughing)
Oh, God! (gurgling) I watched you throw back
up into your own cup. No! (intense orchestral music) (liquid dripping) (intense orchestral music) (liquid dripping) - [Zach] Kim Jong Un Nuclear Bomb. Wake up!
(clacks) - No! God. - We have one more drink left. - Oh, really? (laughing) - Why are you so sad? - I don't want it. - Is it all cream? - [Eugene] What is in this?
Smell it. - Nooo. - Smells like chicken. (groaning) - If you name a drink
Kim Jong Un Nuclear Bomb, this better be the worst
fucking drink in the world. - There's six ingredients in this. I'm gonna guess that it's Cinnamon Toast Crunch.
(buzzer) - Oysters.
(buzzer) - Battery acid.
(buzzer) - Right, let's just drink it.
- All right. - Bottoms up, baby! - Cheers. - What if we dip our glasses in it? (laughing) - It won't work out.
- Dip our glasses right in the drink. A taste you can see. (lighthearted music) - Hmmm, there's stuff in there that should not have ever been blended. - It's so thick. I just want you to watch. - It's not a drink, it's a porridge. - Is there meat in this? - [Producer] Uh huh. - There's meat in this?
- [Eugene] I taste meat. - Ohhh! - It's pork? - [Producer] No.
(buzzer) - Fish? - [Producer] No.
(buzzer) - Beef?
- [Producer] Yes. - You blend up a cow? - Is it a burger?
- Is it burger? - Really?
(bell dings) - [Zach] Ohhhh!
- Fries. - Did you put the bun in here? You fuckin' maniac.
- Fries? - [Producer] Yes.
(bell dings) - Are there other
ingredients from McDonald's? - [Producer] Yes. - A toy? (laughs)
- [Producer] No. (groaning) - Is there a milkshake in here? - [Producer] Yeah.
(bell dings) - Big Mac, vodka.
(bell dings) Milkshake, fries.
- Kim Jong Un, okay. What do they have in North Korea? Not much.
- Snow. - Grain. - Apple--
- [Both] Pie! (bell dings) (hands slap) - Barbecue sauce? (bell dings)
- [Producer] Yes. - Smells like when you get
take-out in your car, and then-- (coughing) I mean, I'm not, there's
no way I'm getting-- Are you okay? - To me, it tastes like
if you licked a battery. - And the battery tasted like corn. (coughing)
- I'm just sayin', without the vodka, it
might not be half bad. - Without all of the
McDonald's, it would be good. - Just a glass of vodka? - Yeah, I'd rather just
have a glass of vodka. - You want a glass of vod-- Ooh, I'll take a milkshake, then. - Awesome.
- Okay, so what was your favorite? - [Eugene] Amber Moon!
- [Ned] Amber Moon! - I loved it.
- Amber Moon! My favorite was obviously
the Crocodile Cum. - I would slurp up that alligator juice, jizzy, all day. - Like the actual worst? The Cement Mixer. - Yeah, the congealing within your mouth is a crazy party trick. You should definitely
use it on your friends. - Thanks for watching The Try Guys. Make sure you smash that subby-dub-dub and click the lickety-like down there. - For behind-the-scenes
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