I went to Bracelona last year for my brothers stag do. Arsenal were playing West Brom and it was 'Dennis Bergkamp day'. I made the lofty claim that if Bergkamp scored, I would drink absinthe. Lo and behold, he came off the bench and stuck it in the top corner with practically his first touch.
3 minutes later there were 2 shots of absinthe in front of me. I drank them all in a row.
4 hours later my brothers found me on the strip in Las Ramblas, staring into my wallet. Both the lenses of my glasses were missing.