The family was sitting around a table drinking late one night talking about our the lives of our forefathers.
We'd gotten back to the group of mayflower landing party record and had been laughing about one guy in particular (I think I somehow got his traits...) who was constantly in some kind of silly trouble or pissing the law off.

We had numerous records of his business deals too, many of them as laughable as his follies elsewhere in life.

One in particular was the trade of a donkey for a case of rum. He'd noted that the donkey was especially nasty, but the rum was found to be especially sweet...

On that note, I could care less as to what's the base of the cocktail besides the fact that I could care less still as to who manufactured said booze.
The formula of the cocktail should be so good in itself that whatever specific quality of whoever's booze is used won't make a rat's ass of difference in the end product.
We're talking about a cocktail designed to be used in rough bush conditions while in-country on some very dark land.

Like the rifles used on the game found out there there should be very little room for mistakes. This should be a cocktail with fairly generous chambers and a weighty action, it should come to mount fast and have a clear sighting system for when the shooter's eyes have gone tired or bloody.
The rapid dispatch of two of these cocktails should drop the toughest game, and for what it's worth there should be design of a stopping cocktail for tougher game which still stands after taking a well placed pair of this cocktail.

Gin?
Rum?

Fekkit. It's not the ingredients, but the formula that's imoportant on this one.

--Tinker