Sunday, October 26, 2008
A Few Words On Campari
I had dinner at one of those revolving dinner places last night, but here's the only picture I took. My friend Tim is a big fan of Campari and he's been nipping at a bottle I bought almost 5 years ago. It's amazing that it still retains the same unpleasant, nasty, disgusting taste that it had 5 years ago. I think Campari is Italian for fermented sweat sock juice...Hi Timmy!!
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You can't really be Italian if you don't drink Campari! I think that you're actually descended from the highland clan MacCalobrees. That explain your taste for whiskey and long woolen skirts. Thanks for reminding me about the bottle of Campari, though, I could use a little nip right now...
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