Only one of these can get you possibly in trouble with the law. All of them can make a bystander audibly gag in public.
I'm pretty sure when you've reached the bottom of a can this large you're dealing with some nasty, flat, warm dregs.
Drink of my blood, child, and be filled with the glory of my presence.
Never be caught without a backup bloodbag.
Just give that cat blue hair and it's literally a portrait of me.
Because forcing liquid down my throat through a rubber tube is exactly what I'm looking for when I'm thirsty.
Yep, that's about the size of my hangover the day after the big game. The beers, they just kept diving down my throat.
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