1) my SO and I both love RC Cola for the very same reason - because its quality varies from can to can. At least here in Canada. But perhaps we are the dumping ground for the US' cast off B-quality RC Cola. You can buy two cans and find that one can is sweeter, less carbonated, sort of salty or contains more/less than the other one you bought. I love that, he loves that, we all love that.
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as a knee-high-onna-indian i would have been enthused by the prospect.
*Never in all my life have I heard this expression. Although anyone wearing a knee-high, especially if, implicitly, that person is only wearing one knee high, is silly, and even more so if, say that person is wearing shorts, and yet even more so if that person is wearing sandles, I'm not sure how someones' race might play into this.
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this message has been brought to you by the pc thought police.3) I spent all night drinking illegetimate Tom Collins-es until the brand-new gin bottle was empty. Illegetimate in that I used ginger ale instead of tonic water. And that they were stirred, not shaken. I'm fairly proud of the fact that I can still mostly string two words together at this point. Infact, the only reason I am posting right now is because my body insisted I wake up at this un-godly hour (5 AM) and consume water, and since I can't drink water and sleep, here I am.
When it comes to ginger ale, the most adult beverage of the soda family, a friend recounted that her husband, born and raised somewhere in South America, thought that Canada Dry was the national drink of Canada, and was some what disapointed, when he arrived in the country, to find that most of us don't really drink it all that much.
Edited due to drunken typos.