This actually makes sense.
(pun, accidental but pleasing)
I am known for my 'sad tea'.
A sugarcoma-enducing cup of the builder's beverage that i force on anyone suffering from a case of the sad-pandas.
(and i will call you a sad-panda...whilst patting you on the head)
You get no choice.
You will drink it.
And you will feel better.
Or i'll just add more sugar*.
So much sugar.
* a tip: don't substitute Gingerbread syrup for sugar in this particular beverage. It's a mistake. I feel like i've ingested caramelised Garfield...and i'm still trying to drink it. Uchhh. What is wrong with me?
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