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I am completely drunk ... Surprise, Surprise, Surprise...
-- Johnnie Royale
O.R.C.
2002-06-23 12:25:57
My experiment is a failure. Rockstar-and-Robitussin tastes like day-after-Halloween bile. I'm trying to choke down enough to discover the effects, but no matter what those are one thing is certain at the outset: what I have discovered is not a Beverage, but a pale green and angry iced abomination.
You were right: science is not for the weak of will nor stomach.
I believe I am on to something. What follows are expanded field notes and guidelines for a project that you may be interested in.
It looks like we have an organic system of control, a self-regulating ratio, and the possibility of a proper Beverage. The taste of Robitussen (sub Nyquil) is supremely repulsive -- IN STANDARD DOSES. However, added as you would grenadine to a pleasant Tequila Sunrise, and, my esteemed mentors, we have something interesting.
I will attempt to submit a full report; should mental climate prohibit such, please be advised:
INGREDIENTS:
PREPARATION:
DRINKING:
These are my preliminary findings. I hope they have been useful to you to some degree; I owe PDJ at least that.
I assure you this is my last entry on this topic, PDJ; while I am loathe to presume to partake of your valuable time and that of the undoubtedly preoccupied SMRL staff on this fine Saturday, I am nonetheless compelled to submit my final conclusion regarding this discovery.
Please note the time at which I am writing: 8:28 AM Saturday morning. After extensive testing of the O.R.C. (Organic Ratio Control) Beverage well into the pre-dawn hours, I finally succumbed to sleep: a hard-earned and ill-prepared-for collapse and slumber, fully clothed and bespectacled, Squarepusher CD blaring.
I awoke about 1/2 hour ago, expecting to find, feel, and remember the usual horrors of a long night spent with unholy mixtures; but no -- By Jove I feel great and my room is no more molested than usual.
To summarize:
Conclusion: Res Ipsa Loquitur.
Thank you for your time PDJ, and my heartfelt thanks to SMRL, without whose inspiration and exciting Beverotology I'd probably hate school.
yrs,
yehat
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