so when i was like 8, i thought it would be a brilliant idea to try and make my own "flying potion" in the backyard. i mixed all sorts of stuff i found in the kitchen – ketchup, mustard, milk, and some old soda. then i climbed up the treehouse with my "potion" and took a big gulp. yeah, it tasted as disgusting as you’re imagining. i didn’t fly, obviously, but i did get a stomach ache that lasted for hours. my mom found me curled up on the couch and had a good laugh when i told her my plan. ah, the good ol' days of wild imagination and zero common sense 😂 