I stuck a needle in my arm and then shot its contents into a paper cup.

I was in an awkward social position and was required to drink the fluid. It was viscous water with red blood cells, red fluid and little white floaty things. It was repulsive.

I hesitated for a moment then lifted the Dixie chalice to my lips. It tasted salty and sour. I swallowed the smallest bit; only a little of the red part entered my mouth, along with many of the white things. The moment it hit my stomach, I vomited.