The Sopranos is awesome. Bacardi Breezers, on the other hand, are not. Ajak and Atem brought some orange ones over two weeks ago, and I've been the only person in the house willing to drink them. So I've been slowly working my way through them. They're horrid, disgustingly sweet. I don't know what teenage girls see in them. Drink Fanta.
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