what a lovely drink

[violinass]

God conjured an image of perfection in his mind, transcended to the heavens, and plucked a fruit from the sky. When he returned, he decided to give this fruit to an Obert. Before he bequeathed the fruit to one of the many loves of his life, he decided to peel it and squeeze its contents into a bowl. He then multiplied it sevenfold, and named it

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[anonymous]

nice! this man knows what he's talking about. (God knows we drank enough cartons of that stuff in Metz :)
-tkoguntebi