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Well, civilisation had a nice run. I'll miss it, but now that the barbarians have overrun the gates, it's time to grab a gun and flee for the hills.
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More convenient for smuggling into sporting events and cinemas than a hip flask. No wasted weight. About the right size for individual enjoyment. And you can cut up the can to make a pop can stove (which, appropriately, runs on spirits) when you're done---if you can still operate a pair of scissors, that is.
ReplyDeleteI like.
Meh, blends, what's the difference?
ReplyDeleteI'm such a savage that I like to mix Scotch with club soda and ice. I don't do that to anything above the grade of Cutty Sark, mind you. I'm a savage, but I'm not nuts.
ReplyDeleteAt Chez Szondy, we don't even contaminate it with a glass.
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