Collecting old cans and bottles of soda, preferably full, is one of the things about me that I try to hide from those closest. It’s a shameful hobby, I admit, but it’s not my fault God wired me in such a way that I cannot live without two sealed cans of Surge serving as bookends for six or seven really light books. Because sodas obviously grow rare when they’re discontinued, they aren’t exactly the cheapest thing to collect. So, let’s try to squeeze an article out of them to justify the fact that I can’t afford new soda because I bought too much ten-year-old soda.
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Closest thing to beer that my mother ever allowed in the house.
UTNG….You beat me to the question!!