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As you know I’m always up for a new cocktail recipe.

But there are limits to what you’ll hear me yelling at my local pub’s bartender from across the room.

“Gimme a Viking’s testicle” is one of those things.

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It just doesn’t make sense. How did a Flirtini became a testicle?

And where would a Viking find a pineapple anyway…

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Ah, hypocrisy.

Thou art a fickle bitch.

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There.

I’m glad I’m not the only one who feels the need to announce bovine presence.

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