From: [email protected] [mailto:[EMAIL PROTECTED] On Behalf Of TurquoiseB Sent: Tuesday, February 06, 2007 8:34 AM To: [email protected] Subject: [FairfieldLife] Re: The non-sequitur thread
I once was walking along the Pearl Street Mall in Boulder, Colorado, home of Politically Correct Run Amok, and wanted a Coke. It took me two hours to find one. Every store and restaurant I walked into could offer me a Blue Sky Cola, or a tasty Ginseng drink, or any one of dozens of varieties of bottled water, but there was nary a Coca-Cola to be found. When I told people that what I wanted was a Coke, not any of this pansy Newage shit, they looked at me sadly, as if thinking, "Poor boy...he knows not what he's doing to his body...he must be protected from himself." Plenty of Coke around here, probably of both kinds. I drank a huge one last weekend in a Mexican restaurant in Ottumwa. There are lots of Mexicans there who work in the hog slaughterhouse, so the restaurant is very good and authentic.
