You kids today, with your Mike’s Hard Lemonades and canned margarita thingies (or if you’re British, “alcopops”). Back in my day, when you wanted to drink alcohol and were well under the age of 21 and thus didn’t yet appreciate the wonderful moss-meets-campfire-meets-grandpa’s breath taste of a 15-year scotch, you snuck wine coolers into your room..
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