Working overseas a lot exposed me to a lot of local concoctions, slivovichs (think that's how to spell it) quite lethal stuff, so much so that when I sliced my hand open whilst working in Belgrade, I was told I needed about 7 stitched, fine I thought until Dr Mengele arrived to stitch up my hand, "oye I said what a bout an anesthetic" he proceeded to pour me some of the afoe mentioned liquor, tasted like S H one T but after a few moments it began to work, don't what hurt the mos my sliced hand or the hangover.