...you get no sleep. Got the lads back from Beaufort yesterday. Tales of energy drinks and long hours into the night met me. This is what I met this morning.
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So, who to blame for the epic struggle to get 'em up and out? I was shown a photo lineup. I picked this fellah:
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Love the title, I use that one from time to time.
I never can unnerstand how people can't get to sleep, unless of course they have just run 100 miles and they are cramping up and all that, or they've had some Red Bull.
I swear the lads are bats.
How did RedBull ever make it? It tastes like medicine you had to drink because your mother said it was for your own good.
Damn marketers.
Have the lads tried coffee?
I've got a bud, he's like some teenager you give NA beer to and tell him he's had narcotics. When he drinks Red Bull, he's an idiot bouncing off the walls and crap. The stuff just sucks, and it don't do squat for me.
Like John say, Damn Marketers!
If you lived in the old country, your kids would be adding vodka into their Red Bull. Talk about twisted: one to bring you up and one to bring you down...all at the same time. What's the point? Those crazy Swiss...
Yeah, John, coffee is better. 'Course, I never understood Jaegarmeister...
Ange, I still remember the commercials in Auburn for Champ Beer, "It's legal..." I had to have it. Damn marketers!
Star, don't give the Lads any ideas!
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