That's the real secret to this recipe's greatness. Man, you East Coasters always get the good coke that isn't stepped on with meth.
A new friend of mine is getting married today in the area. I was joking with him that i was going to Wedding Crash and pretend to be a Bahamian treasure hunter.
There's kind of a fun lil thrill in knowing that if I ever do coke I'd be snorting the same stuff as the president.
I was watching some random thing on netflix last night and they were talking about drugs on Prague. One dealer admitted he sold foreigners bad coke, but he said all he told them was tums, I really hope all bad coke is just tums and nothing worse,....but I know thats not true.
Speaking of Coke, everyone can relax. I am currently drinking the new version of Coke Zero. It's delicious. It does actually taste more like real Coke.
For the first time in two and a half years, the fountain in front of my building has water in it, and they set it up with these lights underwater that cycle between being blue, green, and purple, and so now every time I come home after the sun's gone down I think of Nett's toilet. It's unsettling.
Standing over it looking down, or looking up from within? Rest assured, one context is much more unsettling than the other.
One day you're going to come home, drunk, and fall in your fancy multi-coloured water fountain, and then you'll know.