some horse piss that you would have to be ten to drink willingly.
Wine/champagne fruit punch.
It was New Year's Eve, when I was 5, and all the grown ups had cup after cup of that punch and the all seemed to really love that. When everybody went out at midnight to fire crackers and rockets, I took a fork and picked out all the fruit pieces from the bottom, which were soaked in spirits
When they came back in, I was happily snoring