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Naw man it was those crazy straightedge kids from Bremerton.
Those kids used to scoop roadkill off the pavement to throw at suburban homes.
Fuckin whackjobs, the lot of 'em.
Now, we never did put bottle rockets in butts, but I do distinctly remember the time the launching tube fell over and our friend Curtis did the splits while midair and twisting 180 degrees to dodge the 3 bottle rockets that were flying toward him. It was seriously some matrix-esque shit, never seen anything like it before or after in my life. I shout a warning, he sees them coming, and like a Goddamn cat he splits his legs just as the first rocket goes between them, leaps into the air while curling his back to avoid the second and ducking to avoid the third. And I'm not talking about those pissant bottle rockets that you (read: we) can (read: did) shoot at things (read: each other.)
I'm talking like those rockets that are about six inches long and travel a few hundred feet at very high velocity.
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Oh come on, the coke formula is going to be programmed into computers that control the factories that manufacture the syrup they use to make coke and that is going to be balanced and regulated by a team of testers and analysts and shit. Not some old dudes slipping secret concoctions into the vats when nobody is looking.
I mean, there probably are old dudes that do that, but they aren't the coke tsars, they are just janitorial staff and it isn't the secret formula, it's just their bodily fluids.
Oh come on, the coke formula is going to be programmed into computers that control the factories that manufacture the syrup they use to make coke and that is going to be balanced and regulated by a team of testers and analysts and shit. Not some old dudes slipping secret concoctions into the vats when nobody is looking.
I mean, there probably are old dudes that do that, but they aren't the coke tsars, they are just janitorial staff and it isn't the secret formula, it's just their bodily fluids.
So what you're saying is the acidic bite in Coke comes from semen.
Oh come on, the coke formula is going to be programmed into computers that control the factories that manufacture the syrup they use to make coke and that is going to be balanced and regulated by a team of testers and analysts and shit. Not some old dudes slipping secret concoctions into the vats when nobody is looking.
I mean, there probably are old dudes that do that, but they aren't the coke tsars, they are just janitorial staff and it isn't the secret formula, it's just their bodily fluids.
So what you're saying is the acidic bite in Coke comes from semen.
Old mens' semen, yes. And a little bit of urine. Maybe flakes of gallstone in there.
Oh come on, the coke formula is going to be programmed into computers that control the factories that manufacture the syrup they use to make coke and that is going to be balanced and regulated by a team of testers and analysts and shit. Not some old dudes slipping secret concoctions into the vats when nobody is looking.
I mean, there probably are old dudes that do that, but they aren't the coke tsars, they are just janitorial staff and it isn't the secret formula, it's just their bodily fluids.
So what you're saying is the acidic bite in Coke comes from semen.
Old mens' semen, yes. And a little bit of urine. Maybe flakes of gallstone in there.
You know I've been posting in SE++ too long when I find the idea of gallstone flakes to be the most disgusting part of our conversation.
No, its not that we're discussing the presence of man-jam in the coke vats.
Back in the summer of '02, the summer after my highschool grad, my friends and I spent three to four nights every week hanging out in one of our friend's garage. While technically a garage, it was actually a bonefied nerd-den, with couchs, tables, chairs, an old TV, a pool table, and at peak about 10 PC's playing anything from Age of Empires to Zork (III).
On friday nights when none of us had to work before 3pm the next day, we'd all show up around 6:30-7:00pm, walk in with our 12's of drink of choice, and sit down for a marathon of Starcraft or Unreal Tournament. We'd order pizza, maybe make a 10:45 snack run to the Gasbar (closes at 11) and sometime around 6 or 7 we'd start to head home, and sleep until we had to get up for our evening shifts at various places in town.
So whenever I think of Vanilla Coke, I think of sitting down in my camping chair in front of my PC, cracking open the first can of a fresh 12pack, setting it into my drink holder, leaning in to my keyboard, and repeatedly spamming "GOT WOOD" into the pregame chat of AOE:RoR.
Oh come on, the coke formula is going to be programmed into computers that control the factories that manufacture the syrup they use to make coke and that is going to be balanced and regulated by a team of testers and analysts and shit. Not some old dudes slipping secret concoctions into the vats when nobody is looking.
I mean, there probably are old dudes that do that, but they aren't the coke tsars, they are just janitorial staff and it isn't the secret formula, it's just their bodily fluids.
So what you're saying is the acidic bite in Coke comes from semen.
Old mens' semen, yes. And a little bit of urine. Maybe flakes of gallstone in there.
You know I've been posting in SE++ too long when I find the idea of gallstone flakes to be the most disgusting part of our conversation.
No, its not that we're discussing the presence of man-jam in the coke vats.
Its the idea of mineral deposits.
Well, man-jam is a product of pleasure whilst gallstones are a product of pain, so there is maybe that.
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Oh come on, the coke formula is going to be programmed into computers that control the factories that manufacture the syrup they use to make coke and that is going to be balanced and regulated by a team of testers and analysts and shit. Not some old dudes slipping secret concoctions into the vats when nobody is looking.
I mean, there probably are old dudes that do that, but they aren't the coke tsars, they are just janitorial staff and it isn't the secret formula, it's just their bodily fluids.
So what you're saying is the acidic bite in Coke comes from semen.
Old mens' semen, yes. And a little bit of urine. Maybe flakes of gallstone in there.
You know I've been posting in SE++ too long when I find the idea of gallstone flakes to be the most disgusting part of our conversation.
No, its not that we're discussing the presence of man-jam in the coke vats.
Its the idea of mineral deposits.
Well, man-jam is a product of pleasure whilst gallstones are a product of pain, so there is maybe that.
A little bit of the yin and the yang, one could say.
I think I saw it played when I saw watchmen in theatres, and all I could think during the commercial was "man, I could really go for a pepsi right now"
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Naw man it was those crazy straightedge kids from Bremerton.
Those kids used to scoop roadkill off the pavement to throw at suburban homes.
Fuckin whackjobs, the lot of 'em.
Now, we never did put bottle rockets in butts, but I do distinctly remember the time the launching tube fell over and our friend Curtis did the splits while midair and twisting 180 degrees to dodge the 3 bottle rockets that were flying toward him. It was seriously some matrix-esque shit, never seen anything like it before or after in my life. I shout a warning, he sees them coming, and like a Goddamn cat he splits his legs just as the first rocket goes between them, leaps into the air while curling his back to avoid the second and ducking to avoid the third. And I'm not talking about those pissant bottle rockets that you (read: we) can (read: did) shoot at things (read: each other.)
I'm talking like those rockets that are about six inches long and travel a few hundred feet at very high velocity.
I mean, there probably are old dudes that do that, but they aren't the coke tsars, they are just janitorial staff and it isn't the secret formula, it's just their bodily fluids.
So what you're saying is the acidic bite in Coke comes from semen.
Old mens' semen, yes. And a little bit of urine. Maybe flakes of gallstone in there.
Coran Attack!
You know I've been posting in SE++ too long when I find the idea of gallstone flakes to be the most disgusting part of our conversation.
No, its not that we're discussing the presence of man-jam in the coke vats.
Its the idea of mineral deposits.
semen? eh
gallstones?
That's just naaaasty
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man what
we all know Courtney did it
On friday nights when none of us had to work before 3pm the next day, we'd all show up around 6:30-7:00pm, walk in with our 12's of drink of choice, and sit down for a marathon of Starcraft or Unreal Tournament. We'd order pizza, maybe make a 10:45 snack run to the Gasbar (closes at 11) and sometime around 6 or 7 we'd start to head home, and sleep until we had to get up for our evening shifts at various places in town.
So whenever I think of Vanilla Coke, I think of sitting down in my camping chair in front of my PC, cracking open the first can of a fresh 12pack, setting it into my drink holder, leaning in to my keyboard, and repeatedly spamming "GOT WOOD" into the pregame chat of AOE:RoR.
Those were the days.
Bullshit. Shotguns are really tough to operate when your only experience with a pump mechanism is a hypodermic.
that's not even a game
that's just something you keep putting on until the teacher strangles you
I wasn't really his friend at the time, not yet anyways, so I called him a "Spaniard" as if it was an insult.
And really, I really wanted it to be.
Only they'd both be aiming at their own heads and it becomes a "You first." "No you first!" competition.
how is that not a game
e: great totp hurr
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there's never a change in the outcome
so you're saying having dinner with your mom isn't a game?
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that's different
sometimes you get too drunk to have your heart broken again
believe me, there's no heartbreak when your mom is drinking me
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and the dollars being... more credit
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triple penny score
Well, man-jam is a product of pleasure whilst gallstones are a product of pain, so there is maybe that.
A little bit of the yin and the yang, one could say.
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Awful.
That was quite the... thread.
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