It takes a special kind of person to walk up to the bar, look a barkeep squarely in the eyes and order an Adios, Motherfucker. We’re talking about the real deal. Not an AMF or an Adios, Mother F’er, as the drink is called in more squeamish circles. And certainly not the more family-friendly Walk Me Down. You can’t soften the seven-syllable force of a fully articulated Adios, Motherfucker. The drink is bold, boozy and blue. Featuring five—yes, five—alcoholic components, it’s very similar to the Long Island Iced Tea. But where the LIIT calls for triple sec and cola, this cocktail requires a slug of blue curaçao and a topper of Sprite or 7UP. That curaçao swap results in the vibrant color, while the soda switch gives the drink a lighter, more citrusy flavor. Those are your marching orders. But what makes an Adios, Motherfucker a true Adios, Motherfucker is the motherfucker who mixes it: cool, confident, uninhibited. That motherfucker can be you.