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Marcassin Vineyard Chardonnay 2004, or Boone's Farm? :risas3:

Ah! Brings back memories of my youthful indulgences into cheap fortified wines. My favorite was Richard's Wild Irish Rose, or as we called it, just Rose. (As in, "Who's gonna buy the Rose tonight?")

The only one here I don't remember is Night Train. Maybe not sold in my neighborhood in Baltimore. Or maybe drinking it killed off its particular memory cells in my brain. Ironic.

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Ah! Brings back memories of my youthful indulgences into cheap fortified wines. My favorite was Richard's Wild Irish Rose, or as we called it, just Rose. (As in, "Who's gonna buy the Rose tonight?")

The only one here I don't remember is Night Train. Maybe not sold in my neighborhood in Baltimore. Or maybe drinking it killed off its particular memory cells in my brain. Ironic.

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Cisco is the one I don’t remember, but as I didn’t start abusing alcohol until much later in life it’s probably because it wasn’t marketed in my neck o' the woods.
 
Cisco is the one I don’t remember, but as I didn’t start abusing alcohol until much later in life it’s probably because it wasn’t marketed in my neck o' the woods.
Cisco was thick, strawberry flavored crap. It was like drinking strawberry pancake syrup that had fermented. We didn't drink it if we had other options because its viscosity made it hard to get down quickly. But it was very popular with the younger (talking 12-15 years old) set as it was a little like soda pop.
 
Cisco was thick, strawberry flavored crap. It was like drinking strawberry pancake syrup that had fermented. We didn't drink it if we had other options because its viscosity made it hard to get down quickly. But it was very popular with the younger (talking 12-15 years old) set as it was a little like soda pop.

A fortified wine like thick strawberry pancake syrup? Yuk!

I think the worst drink we indulged as teenagers was cheap spumante. In colloquial Australian "spew" means to throw up, vomit, "chunder", so well named.
(Cheap all you can eat buffet places were known as chew and spew)
 
During the last four days, I had time enough to watch TV news and read newspapers from ca. 10 different countries all over the world and today, I feel more like an alien than ever before.
Maybe, I was too long hanging around in some universities, but I will probably need soon a special cure for headaches from shaking my head always too much because of the stupidity of so many human beings around the globe who do not believe in science or simple mathematics about - for example - exponential growth.
In the meantime, the typical warning sign at my home computer desk is this one:

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Is there a special treatment for such self-inflicted headaches you all could recommend for me?
(No, I will not stop watching TV and reading newspapers, but I have now a soft keyboard and I am now softening some walls around me with pretty cushions!)
 
A fortified wine like thick strawberry pancake syrup? Yuk!

I think the worst drink we indulged as teenagers was cheap spumante. In colloquial Australian "spew" means to throw up, vomit, "chunder", so well named.
(Cheap all you can eat buffet places were known as chew and spew)

Cold Duck!

When I was 16 I was in love with a lithe lass who sang in a band I was in. But she had a steady boyfriend. At the band's Christmas party, she showed up without Bruce. She was crying, a little tipsy (she said she'd had a couple beers before arriving), and I thought this was my chance. A sympathetic shoulder to cry on, a warm hand to empathize. She made her way to the booze table and picked up an unopened bottle of Cold Duck. She asked me what it tasted like. I said it was sweet, fruity, and had bubbles. She had me open it, then downed it in about three chugs in maybe two minutes.

A few minutes later, I was supporting her head as she hovered over the toilet.

I still found her attractive, but it was never quite the same.

Cold Duck.

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A fortified wine like thick strawberry pancake syrup? Yuk!

I think the worst drink we indulged as teenagers was cheap spumante. In colloquial Australian "spew" means to throw up, vomit, "chunder", so well named.
(Cheap all you can eat buffet places were known as chew and spew)

Lucky Sod! In Tasmania we dreamed of Spumante.

For mine, either Stone's Green Ginger Wine, or Italian Grappa was the literal poison.

That said, both had a warming effect on those cold nights.
 
I just saw this on a local website. It's a description of an accident and a warning message regarding holding an umbrella on stairs.

According to the message, the woman fell from the stair and impaled herself on the man's umbrella and severely wounded as to become steril. And startled at her screaming, the man quickly withdrew his umbrella to hit another man between his legs, again severely wounded him by breaking his balls.
 

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I just saw this on a local website. It's a description of an accident and a warning message regarding holding an umbrella on stairs.

According to the message, the woman fell from the stair and impaled herself on the man's umbrella and severely wounded as to become steril. And startled at her screaming, the man quickly withdrew his umbrella to hit another man between his legs, again severely wounded him by breaking his balls.
oho u not saw "another anime" meow never walking on stairs with umbrella becuse someone kittie can get stab and later go sand meowwwwww :oops: :cat: :conejo: :mouse:
 
I just saw this on a local website. It's a description of an accident and a warning message regarding holding an umbrella on stairs.

According to the message, the woman fell from the stair and impaled herself on the man's umbrella and severely wounded as to become steril. And startled at her screaming, the man quickly withdrew his umbrella to hit another man between his legs, again severely wounded him by breaking his balls.
That doesn't look like a warning so much as an instructional poster!
 
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