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| See this Marv |
A couple of years ago, my brother left a can of chi tea at my house over a family filled weekend. When I found it I felt bad that Marv had forgotten it. When I called him, he said, I left it on purpose because I didn't like it. Well then, I had to check it out.
And now after about two years I am at the end of the can. I am screaming for more. Mostly because I got addicted to it.
The moral of the story is, never give anything your sister you can replenish over time.
Sadness, pouting, begging.
Carol
