Saturday, October 11, 2008

The lights are on, must be morning

What do you mean, it's time to be alive? It's that cider stuff again, folks. Classy playmates, it does NOT make. It was made by Westons, it tasted like it was made from concentrate and it had a artificial sweetener kind of bite to it. Not the best. Quite effective though, it would appear. Like all classic evil ciders, it takes your brain out and uses it as a football before rolling it in the dirt and cigarette butts.

Best avoided, folks.

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