Upon moving your face towards the business end the vials, you notice the unsavory perfume of stool. In other words, the drink isn't toilet wine it's toilet broth. The smell stains your nostrils, as if it were painting the inside of your nose like the inside of a sewage pipe. Who brought this here? Whoever it is, you think, is 100% fired, as soon as you get out of the current predicament.