I made a dinner that featured an amount of lemon juice.
Therefore my fingers smell of lemons.
Therefore I keep thinking about gin and tonic.
Therefore I REALLY want a gin and tonic.
We don't have any tonic.
Incidentally, just as I finished the above sentenced some Calista Flockhart in her new show claimed that she didn't sleep with the man whore at her work, the gin slept with the man whore at her work.
I still want a gin. What does this say about me?
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