Which Reminds Me

Yes, oh, one two three. Well, even so, does a mere touching of the tongue without ingesting actually count as drinking? This is a way to explain that I do not like the bitter flavor of that. I was shoved into a booth and this junk plopped in front of me, while sneeringly wicked Puffer Libby is standing over there sneering condescendingly at her chance to turn the tables on me. Obviously I am not going to waste any more emotional energies on discussing that back-stabbing traitor.