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The search for the perfect martini is a fraud. The perfect martini is
a belt of gin from the bottle; anything else is the decadent trappings
of civilization.
-- T.K.
Marvin the Nature Lover spied a grasshopper hopping along in the grass,
and in a mood for communing with nature, rare even among full-fledged
Nature Lovers, he spoke to the grasshopper, saying: "Hello, friend
grasshopper. Did you know they've named a drink after you?"
"Really?" replied the grasshopper, obviously pleased. "They've
named a drink Fred?"
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I finger my♥♥♥♥♥Since i am eleven