This evening, I smuggled Sprite into Rip-off-fest - continuing a proud tradition.
I didn't see any good temper tantrums at Rip-off-fest this year. Nothing like the time people got in a big argument over blankets. There was also nothing like the time a drunken woman rightly criticized George W. Bush for his fascism.
But I succeeded at my goal of soft drink smuggling.

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