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brandy...need I say more? |
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i don't get it. |
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Do you need an explanation? I'll give it anyway. Lemme see...okay, I just got home from work. Are you with me so far? People have some sort of alcoholic beverage when they come home from work, not all people. Still there? I have no Tang in my house, therefore, I must substitute. Are you starting to see what happened earlier this morning? Nuff said. Oh my god, Whet! I do remember that insane mixture! I think mom labeled it with the name of Russian Tea, zat ring a bell? I remember that this dangerous dry compound looked like rust filings in the jar. I don't think I ever aquired the taste for it. Too b-czar. |
Russian Tea it was... There is probably still half of jar of the stuff in the back of her shelves somewhere, hard as a rock by now, that same funky mixture that looked like rust filings. :-) |
i get the picture now. |
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