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I hear you WK.
My drink of choice is a little tipple known as Bundaberg Rum. Now 'Bundy' wouldn't be known anywhere else, but over here it's huge. It's made in Bundaberg, Queensland, from sugar (as there is shitloads of it up there). It's bloody strong, and an aquired taste, but fuck it's good...
If I'm having a beer with the boys i'll go for some 'Cascade Premium'. Made in the small island state of Tasmania, where family trees are shaped like circles, it's a fucken great drop.
If i'm kicking back in a pub somewhere, i'll go for a Carlton. It's the stock standard pub beer here and not too bad (ie. It wont rip your taste buds off).
I think i might just grab a Cascade now, you put me in the mood for one World's King...
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