I would be struck with an incredible sense of irony. Then I would be stuck with the terrible decision of whether I should drink its fizzy innards or not.
Well, I don't see what difference it makes from the next guy (being eaten is being eaten) but...That's still a pretty horrifying image. How did we ever elect him?
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