That's been around forever. It was all I used to eat as a kid. Until I projectile vomited a batch of it all over my grandma's living room and swore it off for life.
I live(d) a sheltered life apparently.
Edit: And you were probably her favorite up to that point! Funny what we remember from childhood.
I did this with screwdrivers in grade school.
You ate and then projectile vomited screwdrivers?
Vodka+Orangejews.