It's been a long time, but I think it was called "Bullfrog". It should have been called "The Panty dropper".
2 orange construction coolers. Don't bother really cleaning them, people won't notice.
Couple bags of ice.
Orange powdered Gatorade.
6 pack of 7up.
A couple cheap beers.
2 jugs of McCormick.
1 jug of Everclear.
By the time you get it to taste right you're lit up like a Christmas tree at 2 in the afternoon stirring it with a stick in the front yard. Anything over a 7 drank for free and if you didn't get laid at least twice during the night you must have been reeruned. I made enough of it I must have liked it but just the smell of it now reminds me of all the ugly ass it delivered and makes my stomach turn. If I had went to sleep, my dad would always wake me up early to mow the yard the next morning. Condoms would be everywhere.
I had to decline when asked to bring it to the 10 year class reunion for fear a now overly obese hoggerbeast might catch me in a moment of weakness.
The only thing I really mix now is an occasional Old Fashion for myself or some Jello shots for a group of hookers.