I think I may be addicted to Root Beer. I really can’t stop thinking about it. The good stuff, that has some kick to it. Not the overly-caramelized crap.
No doubt it started at Fuddruckers on 18th, sitting there until 4 AM with a bottomless cup of soda and an ever cooling tray of fries.
How long before I’m selling blood to buy a Hires?
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Please keep in mind that this post is more than 6 years old. Who the hell knows what I was thinking back then?! Damn kids... get off my lawn!