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So, I enjoyed a Honest Ade Limeade with my lunch today, and as the drink was done drank, I noticed there was an inspirational quote, of sorts, on the inside label.
They… do know who William S. Burroughs was, don’t they? Maybe they could rename it Delusional Ade. Don’t Know My History Ade. Never Seen or Heard of Junky Ade.
Either way, it made my naked lunch.
(I know someone’s gonna bring up Ghost of Chance and rain on my drug allusions. Damn you!)
