After a tough leg workout, my wife got the barbell off my back and I squelched down into the usual puddle.
"You need anything?" she asked, levelling a floor fan at me.
"Nah, all good"
...
A few seconds later, I lost colour vision.
"Oh.."
"What?"
"Sugar."
"Yes honey?"
"No, need...sugar.."
She popped back with pink Bajan Cherry Juice, which is the bomb, and you should try it.
The aforementioned cherries.
They grow in Trinidad too, but those damn Bajans steal everything. [yesnod]
Feh, we give the world Nikki Minaj and they have to do Rihanna. But I'm not bitter. Nor is the juice.
I guzzled half in one third of a second.
"You ok now?"
"Yesh, sheeing better"
"You look terrible, and your speech is slurred."
"Huh!"
"Drink some more. It'll clear your head."
I looked at the juice.
"No, I'm pinking quite clearly." [where is it]
"You need anything?" she asked, levelling a floor fan at me.
"Nah, all good"
...
A few seconds later, I lost colour vision.
"Oh.."
"What?"
"Sugar."
"Yes honey?"
"No, need...sugar.."
She popped back with pink Bajan Cherry Juice, which is the bomb, and you should try it.

The aforementioned cherries.
They grow in Trinidad too, but those damn Bajans steal everything. [yesnod]
Feh, we give the world Nikki Minaj and they have to do Rihanna. But I'm not bitter. Nor is the juice.
I guzzled half in one third of a second.
"You ok now?"
"Yesh, sheeing better"
"You look terrible, and your speech is slurred."
"Huh!"
"Drink some more. It'll clear your head."
I looked at the juice.
"No, I'm pinking quite clearly." [where is it]