bliumchik | Comforting.

I never did explain the Camouflage Coke thing. Since it happened at NIDA, where I'm about to head off to, I probably should. Picture this: NIDA, the steps where we wait for the class to start. Alyssa and Luke are there.

Enter the Maggeh.

Alyssa: OMG! Your breah smells! Have some listerine! *thrusts bottle in face*
Maggeh: O_o
Luke: Try it.
Alyssa: No, seriously, try it!
Maggeh: I don't know what you guys are up to, but I'm not drinking anything you just... hang on, you don't even drink Listerine. You gargle it.
Luke: *goes to bathroom*
Alyssa: *grabs teh Maggeh by the arm and walks outside*
Maggeh: OMGWTFGIANTWOMBAT?
Alyssa: *whispers* It's not Listerine, you idiot, it's Southern Comfort.
Maggeh: O_O
Alyssa: It's a liquer. It's like sixty percent.
Maggeh: Oh, well that's okay then. *sips* Mmm, medicinal.
Alyssa: It's better with coke. That is why we are going to the petrol station.
Maggeh: I don't think I want to be drinking much at this point in time...
Alyssa: I probably shouldn't eithe,r I have some kind of liver infection. Meh.

Whereupon she proceeded to buy a bottle of coke, drink some, and then pour "listerine" into it.

So, maybe we were a *leetle* extra boisterous last week.