Tuesday, January 4, 2011


If I had a label for my blog entries entitled "Some of the Worst Stuff on the Planet", RedBull would be exhibit A. Its only redeeming quality is that when I was in Vegas, a cocktail waitress, who was 76-years-old if she was a day, called RedBull paired with vodka a "Boom Boom Ya Ya".  

For the record I wasn't drinking those.  Because I have taste.  -> 

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