From 435aeb674198769b61b0ee8d82f85a108bacf49e Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: radiohotline Date: Tue, 17 Feb 2026 14:44:55 +0300 Subject: maintainence --- txt/soda.txt | 11 +++++++++++ 1 file changed, 11 insertions(+) create mode 100644 txt/soda.txt (limited to 'txt/soda.txt') diff --git a/txt/soda.txt b/txt/soda.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..b7aa28d --- /dev/null +++ b/txt/soda.txt @@ -0,0 +1,11 @@ +I got so fucked up last night. I had just eaten dinner and went to get a drink. +I wanted to get soda but when I opened the fridge I saw the tasty minty lemonade +bottle. I took the bottle out, and I took a bottle of soda and a glass and set +them all on the table. I was breathing like a drug addict. After feeling stable +(there was some talk about the recent death in the background), I began by pouring +juice up to half of the glass. Then I opened the soda and poured lemon soda into +the rest of the glass. I began drinking, quickly. I loved that shit. I slurped it +up and felt too much of it in my mouth. Too tasty and fizzy. I felt sick. I +repeated the process. I drank it. My heart was beating so fast. There was a very +tiny bit of soda left so I slurped that. I felt sick. I had 1 million burps trapped +inside me that I were to release later -- cgit v1.3