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Ok, am I just weird, or does Zac Cocken looks like the male version of
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For real. It's weird. I was like "that guy reminds me of someone..." and suddenly I realized.
 
of course it was Vodka - every dinner starts with a decent glass of Vodka.
It reminded me of family tales about my grand-grandfather.
Always having a shot of spirit, to every meal - and he ate a lot, but was always in good shape:
in his late 70s he still needed a lot of "loving", but there were no free women who would appreciate his vigor in his or near villages,
so he was bicycling 40km to the the nearest city whenever his urges were boiling, had some mistress(es?) there.
He was over 90 years old when he died.

I am not sure if possibility of having inherited some of his genes should make me feel good or bad about my future.
 
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It reminded me of family tales about my grand-grandfather.
Always having a shot of spirit, to every meal - and he ate a lot, but was always in good shape:
in his late 70s he still needed a lot of "loving", but there were no free women who would appreciate his vigor in his or near by villages,
so he was bicycling 40km to the the nearest city whenever his urges were boiling, had some mistress(es?) there.
He was over 90 years old when he died.

I am not sure if possibility of having inherited some of his genes should make me feel good or bad about my future.
it's just what I experienced when invited to russian or polish friends - that glass of vodka before dinner - I guess it helps with fatty food and fatty food helps with what's coming after dinner, when serious drinking and partying takes place. My polish friends drank a lot, but they ate as well a lot, so they didn't get too drunk to have fun.
 
it's just what I experienced when invited to russian or polish friends - that glass of vodka before dinner - I guess it helps with fatty food and fatty food helps with what's coming after dinner, when serious drinking and partying takes place. My polish friends drank a lot, but they ate as well a lot, so they didn't get too drunk to have fun.
My polish great grandma had to do regular break during big family dinner. To go to the food storage. She came back increasingly happier and less agile on her feet.
On a completely unrelated note, she used to store some bottles in the storage.
 
or maybe he's a decoy. I hear it's pretty common to create a bunch of decoys to ensure all those who want you dead end up going after the wrong person. it's only an issue if the decoys start making decoys ...but what are the chances of that happening?
I was working and didn't follow the thread, so I can misjudge the context,
but
if you are talking about something/someone that has anything to do with Frontier,

then you must have misspelled "DECAY".

No need to thank me.
 
My polish great grandma had to do regular break during big family dinner. To go to the food storage. She came back increasingly happier and less agile on her feet.
On a completely unrelated note, she used to store some bottles in the storage.
I have a confession to do. A grave.
I have identity issues.
I DON'T LIKE VODKA (ANYMORE).

I drank vodka for very short time, between age of 17 and 19.
I had no problems with it's taste, I could drink it warm and pure, like it was in genes.

But after n-th case of major puking when I overdid, something "flipped" in my brain, and since then I just could not even stand smelling vodka without instant wave of nausea.

I can drink whiskey, gin, rum, whatever, but enjoying vodka is a no-go for me, gone, locked in the past.
 
I have a confession to do. A grave.
I have identity issues.
I DON'T LIKE VODKA (ANYMORE).

I drank vodka for very short time, between age of 17 and 19.
I had no problems with it's taste, I could drink it warm and pure, like it was in genes.

But after n-th case of major puking when I overdid, something "flipped" in my brain, and since then I just could not even stand smelling vodka without instant wave of nausea.

I can drink whiskey, gin, rum, whatever, but enjoying vodka is a no-go for me, gone, locked in the past.
I had that happen with avocados. I liked them, then one day, it's complete disgust. Just thinking of it make me sick.
 
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