That distinct Ecto Cooler smell
When I poured the contents of the can -- a can?! -- into the glass, the smell hit me like a ton of bricks. It reminded me of my lunchroom in middle school, and I could practically see people trading Shark Bites next to me. Once you get a whiff of that super-sugary citrus blast, you'll know what I mean.
But I didn't drink the Ecto Cooler from a can, because that seems wrong. I got a tiny-ass straw and plunged it into a juice box -- I hadn't done this specific action in 20 years, probably, and in one swift motion I immediately felt as old as Vigo the Carpathian. But I fought through. For you.