Pink Chardon for me when I was 14. It was 4 bucks a bottle and remember I must have thrown up every single meal I had eaten for the entire week. The headache was second to none. My Dad drank daily. He used to sit at the kitchen table with a jar (( gallon)) of beer and drink it the whole night slowly getting more slurry and critical. Mum would get really flustered and start cleaning erratically while yelling at us to go to bed.