Originally Posted by HORNS
I remember as a kid all the cheap, no-name, ghetto colas tasted like Pepsi.
I gave up on the carbonated stuff not too long ago - now it's water, beer, or iced tea. Or a margarita if it's happy hour. Funny that places that would have twenty different beers and ten tequilas would only have one choice of cola, though.
Oh...here's one. My weekend is largely spoken-for. I'm headed somewhere this evening - committed to this event by Mrs. Thomas, and then tomorrow brunch - again, people I don't know. It may turn out well, and these are decent people, but the idea that I've just had my weekend scheduled, planned, and read to me - well, that puts a burr under my saddle.