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Man, the last time I tackled a bottle of Mad Dog I think I was 16. It was orange. I puked. A lot. We all laughed. I didn't regret it.
Man, the last time I tackled a bottle of Mad Dog I think I was 16. It was orange. I puked. A lot. We all laughed. I didn't regret it.