The Seamen described the taste. It sounded like the crud I had to drink the night before my colonoscopy.
Iknowhuh?
Or the gunk they give you for a six-hour glucose tolerance test.
It was like box wine and 7up mixed with vodka. Disgusting. We all got sick after a while.
I’d call and find out what Sam told you, but I think my phone is in Thatcher’s car still..
Today we are watching some liberal lady talk about what kind of houses you can buy for less than $500,000. One of them looked just like the one in Leonard, except for three times as much money because it was in Newport.