freshman year of college I rlyrly wanted to get drunk and all we had was the end of a bottle of gin. I ripped 7 shots in rapid succession and it was gross.
The sight of gin makes me unhappy.
The smell of gin revolts me.
The taste of gin makes me dry heave.
I do like gin and tonics though..
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