The Cough Syrup Buzz.

[beckstra]

The metal was cold and hard. Immediately it touched my tongue and I cringed. Shoveling the spoon in my mouth the purple syrup slid it's way onto my tongue like molten lava. Suddenly my nose was filled with the bittersweet, smokey, grape flavor. The taste barely rivaled a million raw Tylenol caplets opened and pasted out with a drop of water and stung every tastebud in my mouth. The inside of my cheeks fizzled until they were completely numb. My eyes swelled up in a royal pain, nearly to the point of bleeding, but instead forming salty tears that broke their way down my face.