originally posted in:The New Dojo
"Eh, military life teaches you to stomach anything put in front of you. Not the worst thing I've drank.@ [b][i]He says laughing a hit[/i][/b]
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"Have you ever had any nektar? Y'know, the drink of the gods?" Lyn asked, curious.
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"Nope. Can't be any worse than straight Russian vodka though. That shit will burn a -blam!-ing hole in you. Only thing more alcoholic is straight 100% alcohol."
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"Ha! Trust me, we need to get you some nektar to try. You'd love it. I know I do."
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"You'd probably get along with the Irish where I'm from. Drinking is the nstional past time."
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"I hardly get to drink and only nektar seems to actually get me drunk now, but thanks." The song changed and Lyn couldn't help dancing a little in place. "Love the music..."
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"Not what I'm used to, but it definitely isnt bad I'll say that much. [b][i]He said, taking another sip.[/i][/b]
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"Not bad? I love drinking songs like this! So much better than that popular stuff normal people listen to."
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"I'm not too picky when it comes to music, so long as it's not country."
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"I don't believe I've head of country before. Maybe I'll listen to that sometime."
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"Don't. It's horrid. Sticking your hand in a moving sawblade is more fun than listening to it."
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She laughed. "If the genre exists some people must like it. Everyone has different tastes."
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"Yes. Those people who say they like country are currently either balls deep in their cousin, dead, or can lie."
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"Balls deep in their cousin!" Lyn laughed at the comment.