Fun fact: In circa 2008, I found out my favourite drink had stopped being made, I called Jim Beam to check and spoke to a guy that sent me 2 of the last bottles for free. Good times.

by PolarOper

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  1. As a bar worker, aftershock was the fucking bane of my existence. Only spirit to have a Sugar stalactite on the end of the optic. Ballache to clean, Ballache to pour, doesn’t even fit in the fuckin mounts, so we had to duct tape it to the standard spirit mount.

    At least it’s not Baileys scuzz I suppose.

  2. I loved the blue one,

    I’ve had many happy pissed up nights on that,

    I’m sober now.

  6. I remember going on holiday to Spain with my grandparents when I was very young. I don’t even remember it really, apart from getting moody at playing darts, giant flying ant going up my shirt, and my grandad letting me have a sip of this.

    I had it plenty in my teens because it’s all my girlfriend at the time would really drink. (And that’s not a dig even though it sounds like I’m calling ya a teenage girl haha).

    It’s not bad but not my thing.

  7. I remember when red and blue where the norm.

    Then green became available.

    Then, on holiday in Cyprus, I discovered that yellow, silver, and black existed.

    Dreadful drinks but enjoyed damaging my body and mind with them at the time.

  8. I remember doing shots of the blue with red bull jagerbomb style, skittlebombs, taste great but send you sideways

  9. I saw a mate projectile vomit green aftershock before I’d actually tried it, and that was enough to put me off for life.

    I preferred rum and Lilt – which I learnt fairly recently had also been discontinued!?

  10. Remember downing it whilst steaming on nights out and feeling sick 🤢🤢 It’ll always bring back that sick feeling when I see it

  12. I remember going on Aftershocks on a night out in Blackpool with my wife and a friend. What I don’t remember is what happened for the rest of the night.

  13. I remember playing a gig when I was 17 in a not very reputable bar and asking for a load of shots of the red one in a pint glass with lemonade. First and last time I drank it I think.

  14. You passed out and the wife and friend got jiggy 😜

  15. Sudden flashback to starting a night out doing gas chambers with this poison before heading into town. What were we thinking 🤨

  17. I loved the red one. I would go to house parties and just drink it like it was a bottle of coke or something.

  18. I only ever had it on one night out. It all came back up.

  20. If I had even one towards the end of the night it was like someone turned off the flight recorder. Zero memory from that point on.

  21. Had a partial bottle of the red stuff sit on a top kitchen shelf for so long that the entire thing crystallized. My late husband and I laughed pretty hard when I was cleaning and found it.

  23. Early 2000s , Dance floor in a nightclub …Thong song , glass of after shock in my hand .Friend dancing behind me Gets to the yeaahhYEEEAAAHH bit , my hands go to heaven , my drink flies into my friend’s eyes …that’s when we discovered aftershock is basically drinkable mace.

  24. As an 18 year old out “on the pull” (and usually unsuccessfully) I used to get absolutely bladdered, nip outside for a tactical chunder and then treat myself to a quick gargle of aftershock to freshen up again and return to hunt for wimmins.

  27. You need to arrange a few more special occasions! Throw a party once a year at least.

  28. Vivid memories of being 18 and being in a bar which had one of every colour, so me and a mate ordered a shot of each of them and downed them all in a row.

    I then proceeded to paint a very foul smelling rainbow on the pavement outside 20 minutes later.

  29. God I miss that vile shit, drinking in Rafferties in Pink Lane. Loved it, miss it.

  30. There’s a specialist beer place in the next village that, when I went a couple of years back, had the red on the shelf, couldn’t bring myself to get it though

  31. As a youngster discovering going out, the bar we used to go to before the nightclub sold aftershock for £1 a shot

    Used to go spend £5 in there, get shit faced before moving onto the club across the road and switching onto green reef, 4 bottles for £5

    Amazing memories

  32. I spent a couple of summers around 2005ish working for a marketing/production agency touring around the uk festivals with the ‘Aftershock Arena’ – endless supply of the stuff – seeing this instantly brought the smell/taste back….the hangovers were brutal, trying to make palatable cocktails by mixing all the flavors and whatever else we could scrounge….

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