That’s it. I’ve had it with ice. Just about sprained my ankle walking into work. It’s jacking my poor little car up. I’m through with it. Which is why I’m going British. No more ice — not even in my drinks. I never want to see an ice cube again. Nor an ice sculpture (unless they’re pouring liquor down it). I’m starting a new campaign: 86ICE!
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time to drink warm beer