There Was a Fly…
…in the bathroom this morning, and it was coveting my Red Bull. I knew when I stepped into the shower, it would go for my Red Bull. I had visions of either dealing with a drowned fly in my Red Bull, or a fly hopped up on Red Bull flying around the house, like something out of Joe Cartoon.
So, yeah, I drank my Red Bull in the shower.
What? Don't look at me like that.
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