Imagine you show up to a bar, you walk in and there’s a glass of liquid sitting on the bar top.

You walk up to the glass and you shotgun it, no questions asked.

Half of the other patrons then find their own mystery liquids and pound them.

Then you start yelling at all the people who didn’t choose to shotgun the mystery liquid and belittle them for asking the bartender what was in the glass.

A few hours later you and other drinkers of the mystery potion start to pass out. But it was the only thing you had to drink; how could this be?

Then, if you recover, you proudly exclaim “I’d do it again.”