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Great minds think alike. Or maybe pickled ones. I just had the Quarntini conversation yesterday. I forgot to panic-buy beer. So it was green dye in a Quarntini, Slainte!
Great minds indeed! I still haven’t actually managed to find a quarantini; it seems we don’t do “summery” drinks in March at LBHQ. When I find one, I’m going to quarantine it in my tummy.
California. It’s always summer. And we drink a lot because of…. the heat. yeah, that’s it. The heat.
Oh yeah! And Donald Trump has been recommending anti-malarial meds. Sounds like a green light to me.