I have never experienced this combination of pure hatred, squee, and urge to nuke something.
Mostly the former and the latter.
The squee seems to be (I'm channeling Cilan) an inherent flavor of the recipe.
Hatred... not what I expected. Squee... must be Fluttershy. Urge to nuke something... must be the kind of mentality I tend to have.
Yeah, I kinda get opposite effects from a lot of things.
Tons of sugar calms me down, something that is supposed to induce friendship makes me want to kill something, being burned makes me cooler. Nothing odd here.