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The greatest drinks ever devised are San Pellegrino fruit drinks, such as Limonata, Aranciata, etc. As an American- a disgusting, filthy, unsophisticated, pig-tard American- my entire concept of carbonated beverages revolved around sugar, water, artificial flavors and carbonation so sharp it burned the roof of your mouth. San Pellegrino does it different. They start off not with heavy syrups, but with juice- then add a very benign carbonation, then water- thats it. Water, juice, light carbonation. Period.Upon trying these for the first time, my initial reaction wasn't even how great they were or how I'd like to buy more. Rather, it was a mild understanding for why the world hates us. Ya see, they are San Pellegrino Limonata. We are Pepsi. We are awful. When I drink San Pellegrino Aranciata, I imagine myself nude, running in a field of flowers, copulating with happy and free women who are also nude, running in this same field of flowers. When I drink Coke, I think of going to work. That I've gone my entire life never having been exposed to San Pelligrino fruit drinks- but one can't go 10 feet without seeing a sign for Coke- testifies to how awful our culture is.We suck.

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Sprecher root beer and Sprecher cream soda are both outstandingly good.rb_n_mug.jpg

That I've gone my entire life never having been exposed to San Pelligrino fruit drinks- but one can't go 10 feet without seeing a sign for Coke- testifies to how awful our culture is.
It also testifies to how little you have lived in NYC. I'd say half of all bodegas/fruit stands in Brooklyn, Manhattan, and Queens (can't vouch for other boroughs) carry at least the lemon San Pelligrinos, if not multiple flavors.
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Sprecher root beer and Sprecher cream soda are both outstandingly good.
I'm not the only one!!!!That is far and away the best root beer ever made by like 100 miles! Never had any other flavors though, just the root beer, but it's so damn delicious!!
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NO MENTION OF THE CHINOTTO IS A FAIL!!! actually id be very suprised if any of you guys liked that. its uber italian. but good shit. i guess you can say its an italian version of colaSanpellegrino_Chinotto_DR-85002.jpg

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NO MENTION OF THE CHINOTTO IS A FAIL!!! actually id be very suprised if any of you guys liked that. its uber italian. but good shit. i guess you can say its an italian version of colaSanpellegrino_Chinotto_DR-85002.jpg
That's interesting.I absolutely love Moxie. I'd probably like that, too.Re: Moxie.Apparently, people in Maine don't even realize it's weird (which isn't much of a shocker, since Mainers register on the weirdness-scale somewhere beneath Laplanders but above New Orleans voo-doo negroes). The first time I had it, I was in Maine on a job. The guy for whom we were doing the job offered us sodas. Coke, Mountain Dew, Dr. Pepper and Moxie."What is this shit?"It had a logo of man who officiously pointed his finger at you. MoxieBoy.jpg... almost as if to say "You! Yeah, that's right; you. You, right over there... You see me? Well SEE ME POINTING AT YOU, bitch!"So, I drank that man and loved him ever since. Everyone else who tried it couldn't stand the medicinal flavor. I really dug it. There is no point to this story, other than to say that I smoke 2 packs a day and will probably be dead in 5 years.
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Re: Moxie.Apparently, people in Maine don't even realize it's weird
I'll tell ya, even though it's reasonably possible to find in Taxachusetts, we definitely realize how weird it is. I haven't had it in years, but I used to enjoy it once in awhile. The "urban legend," if you will, was that it's called Moxie because you need a whole lot of moxie to get up the courage to drink the stuff. Like you said about the guy pointing at you, "Hey you, you don't have the balls to drink me, pussy!" It's a fucking challenge in a can.For those who have never had Moxie, it has what some might describe as a "horrible aftertaste."
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(...blablabla...)We suck.
Yes sir. Heineken%20DraughtKeg2.jpgs13.gif
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Oh, no, don't get the wrong idea...most Americans know that Heineken sucks.
I don't think that's true at all. I think most think Heineken is exotic and classy, their goto beer that they drink when they want to seem sophisticated.
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I don't think that's true at all. I think most think Heineken is exotic and classy, their goto beer that they drink when they want to seem sophisticated.
When I want to seem classes and sophisticated, I almost grab a brewski of some kind or another, Heineken or no. In related news, I'm still detoxing like a ************, and although I have held it together so far, I am interested in punching a girl right now. Wang's screaming at a puppy plan is peripherally appealing. I would be hold the cat around the neck and just slapping the shit out of him if he weren't hidden in his ridiculous ****ing crevice. Who the **** takes a cat? What a piece of shit pet. Terrible. I ****ing hate him. If he comes near me right now, I am going to light him up.
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In related news, I'm still detoxing like a ************, and although I have held it together so far, I am interested in punching a girl right now.
What are you coming down off of and how long have you been detoxing? I got off 'the shit' some years back. It ain't fun.
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Vicodin, and assorted muscle relaxers I guess. Three or four days I think it's been. It's not really a big deal; I'm just really irritable and itchy and can't sleep. I think it's mostly psychosomatic anyway; I'm not sure I'm really that addicted. I play it up.What "shit" were you on?

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'the shit'. The big h bomb. It completely removed the soul from my body (or maybe more like 'replaced' the soul in my body and left a giant, gaping void once I cleaned out). There is no 'recovery' from it. Once you go down that road, your life is segregated into two, distinct states. Those times you're on it, and those times you aren't on it. Everything else you might do in life becomes ancillary to those two statuses. If you haven't drifted to this point yet, don't.

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I don't think that's true at all. I think most think Heineken is exotic and classy, their goto beer that they drink when they want to seem sophisticated.
I don't know anyone who thinks like this, well anyone that isn't under 21 or a complete douche bag.
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'the shit'. The big h bomb. It completely removed the soul from my body (or maybe more like 'replaced' the soul in my body and left a giant, gaping void once I cleaned out). There is no 'recovery' from it. Once you go down that road, your life is segregated into two, distinct states. Those times you're on it, and those times you aren't on it. Everything else you might do in life becomes ancillary to those two statuses. If you haven't drifted to this point yet, don't.
I had been considering trying it, as part of a decision course I've been cooking up while high on soft stuff, but you are making it seem like a mistake.Yeah; you're making me feel like a faggot; my addictions are chickenshit.
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