Originally Posted by Hraesvelg
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So that's not entirely unlike having a Pan-Galactic Gargle Blaster, which is like having your brain smashed out with a lemon wrapped around a large gold brick.
For those that want to try one:
Take the juice from one bottle of that Ol' Janx Spirit.
Pour into it one measure of water from the seas of Santraginus V
Allow three cubes of Arcturan Mega-gin to melt into the mixture (it must be properly iced or the benzene is lost).
Allow four litres of Fallian marsh gas to bubble through it (in memory of all those happy Hikers who have died of pleasure in the Marshes of Fallia).
Over the back of a silver spoon float a measure of Qualactin Hypermint extract, redolent of all the heady odours of the dark Qualactin Zones.
Drop in the tooth of an Algolian Suntiger. Watch it dissolve, spreading the fires of the Algolian suns deep into the heart of the drink.
Sprinkle Zamphour.
Add an olive.
Drink...but very carefully.
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another good way to describe it: it's like locking a person who hates rats up, putting a cage on her/his head, and threatening to release them on her/him unless he says AND MEANS that he/she loves everything he/she is against.
...i should really stop the 1984 refferences x.x
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