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Yeah, unforgettable, really. Well, yesterday, I had Goya Jamaican Style Ginger Beer come out my nose. Though my eyeballs were going to eject. ____________________ | ||
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No, not like Bill Clinton |
Yeah, don't do that | |||
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There was a kid in high school who drank his milk out of a carton. It always came out his nose. He other objectionable habits I will not mention. | |||
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Listen to me, Sweetheart. Those assholes at Rekall have fucked up your mind. You're having paranoid delusions. What am I doing? I'm talking to an empty telephone | |||
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I think I had a whole packet of pop rock in my mouth at the time. | |||
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His Royal Hiney |
I can imagine ginger beer going through your nose. Ginger beer has been my occasional soda for the last several months. I get them from Costco. But I noticed that the recent batch doesn't have the cloudy sediment I encountered the first few cases. I used to gently turn the bottle over first before opening. "It did not really matter what we expected from life, but rather what life expected from us. We needed to stop asking about the meaning of life, and instead to think of ourselves as those who were being questioned by life – daily and hourly. Our answer must consist not in talk and meditation, but in right action and in right conduct. Life ultimately means taking the responsibility to find the right answer to its problems and to fulfill the tasks which it constantly sets for each individual." Viktor Frankl, Man's Search for Meaning, 1946. | |||
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