That is sweet. I believe I'll go get a root beer out
of the fridge and have one with you.
--- "Niclas (Gmail)" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote:
> I'M HAPPY AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
>
> Teresa called me at work a minute ago. I was
> convinced it was to remind me
> about buying the TV-guide... but it was something
> ENTIRELY different.
> Apparently she was at the store herself.
>
> *- "How many cans do you want?"*
> *- "Cans of what?"*
>
> *(Since the baby is about to pop out very soon, I
> thought she meant stuff
> for the time I would be home alone while she was at
> the hospital.)*
>
> *- "Of WHAT?"* (I was thinking youghurt, snus, soup,
> etc.)
> - *"How many cans of.... ROOT BEER?"*
> **
> Many here know about my relation to Root Beer by
> now. I have longed for it
> since Sowbug 2006... I have a little bottle of Root
> Beer candy
> standing among my "collection flies" on my tying
> bench... I even made the
> earrings for the Party Girl of a material that had
> the color Root Beer (JUST
> because of the color).
> I totally lost ability to speak. Could it be true,
> or was it just a joke of
> the extremely mean kind? But it was true. American
> Root Beer too, she
> said... I think she said 'White Rock'. (I was so
> happy that my eyes got a
> little wet... not joking.)
>
> She's going to buy me a couple of packs, plus a
> single can that she will
> deliver to me at work on her way home in about 1.5
> hours. These 90 minutes
> will be the longest 90 minutes I've ever
> experienced... I gaa-ron-tee.
>
> /Redneck Nick
>
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