Nah! No thanks Kev. If I ever EVER sink so low as to need illict drugs for the purpose of self-medication("'cuz Mommy and/or Daddy never loved me enough when I was a kid") I hear there's a toothless gent who goes by the name of Slim in BARSTOW CALIFORNIA who will supply all of my needs!
Yep! Just like a good Single Malt Scotch, you might call me "an acquired taste" TOO.(among the many OTHER things you may care to call me, of course)
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