Emperor1956
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Oh man....legacy of My father, growing up in Detroit: REAL Vernor's Ginger ale, bought in these big-ass glass bottles at the bottling plant. Creamy, sharp-sweet. As a kid I remember breathing in the overcarbonation, sneeze, and drink this amazing firey sweet concoction. His birthday is May 30, he'll have been gone 5 years...I think I need to find a good ginger ale is his memory. *smile*
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"When you wake up, Pooh," said Piglet, "what's the first thing you say?" "What's for breakfast? What do you say, Piglet?" "I say, I wonder what's going to happen exciting today?" Pooh nodded thoughtfully. "It's the same thing," he said.
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