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Friday, October 18, 2002
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Life will not be the same any longer
This is a tragedy!
9:28:09 AM 
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Favorite drinking story
Friday is again upon us, and as the last week has been replete with references to alcohol and drinking, I figured I’d regale you with my favorite drinking story. Mind you, this story has nothing to do with me (even I have my limits). It was told to me by my uncle, who has no reason to lie. It is all about Russians' dedication to inebriation. My uncle lived for quite some time in rather remote areas, where provisions were rather scarce. They were so scarce, as a matter of fact, that the ingredients for "Samogon” the home distilled vodka that Russians make when there is nothing to buy in the stores were not available. So, when the vodka, beer, wine and any other alcoholic beverages have been consumed; when all toothpaste, perfume, au de cologne, have been mixed with water and consumed… when all of that was done, but the need for inebriation remained, my compatriots would do the following: they would take shoe polish and smear it generously on a loaf of bread. They would let the bread stand with the shoe polish on it for some time. After several hours the top portion of the loaf – the one with the shoe polish on it – would be cut off and discarded. Whereupon the entire family would sit together, say grace and happily consume the soft portion of the bread, into which the alcohol content of the shoe polish had percolated. Now, that is what I call dedication!
6:47:16 AM
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