Then I see things like this, generously sent to me from the States by my favorite middle younger brother. I see it, and I get this strange, gloating feeling. I don't want to be that kind of a person. I don't. But there's a combination of issues here. One, I tend to give myself a hard time for being indecisive. And two, I tend to give Israelis a hard time for not being eloquent in Hebrew. But when they do this in America, it makes my indecisiveness seem suddenly insignificant. And it makes all those Israeli blunders seem less awful, somehow. No?
Oh, unless they were doing this for comic relief. In that case, way to go, America!
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Perhaps the other juice is chickpea juice? That's kind of what the picture looks like...
In America, we never know who's listening. It's a juice you know, but it's a ...shhh!...secret.
Hmmm, there is something strange about this. ;)
Cool! I was hoping I'd see that picture up here one day :D
People don't like to know they're drinking prune juice. It's easier to down the stuff when you use an alias.
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