My cousin, who is one of my best friends and also a former trumpet player, was always intrigued as a kid by the idea that people would actually pay money and go to great lengths to consume alcohol, ostensibly with a desire to consume o'er much of it. He never understood what the big deal was, since he knew his mom kept alcohol under the bathroom sink all the time. Why would anyone go out of their way to drink the stuff?
Thus beguiled to ascertain the magical essence of alcohol, he saw fit to sneak into the bathroom one morning and try this mysterious elixir for himself. We can all imagine his subsequent and immediate disillusionment with Isopropyl as a libation.
Anyway, that was 30 years ago, but if I could go back in time, I'd show him this study on the different types of alcohol to save him from such instant and painful regret.