Rations, Sat October 13th, 1952

[df_official]

Greetings. Today is Rations Allocation Day. For those of you who do not know what this means, it means that if you want more than gruel to eat for the week, you will come to this event, present your ID and receive a coupon booklet for free food. Yes. Free. Food. As if you didn't get enough free food to begin with. If you do not come to this

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[greasemunkygal]

Colder? Man...I miss California.

[graficmemory]

-=Pretty lady! Doesn't like Russia??=-

California? What kind of world is that?

[greasemunkygal]

[Not so much 8|]

It's uh, in America. 'S hot almost year round. Super pretty.

[graficmemory]

Oh... I've heard about America. Had a friend who lived in Mexico...

[greasemunkygal]

Yeah, Mexico was like, right under it. Even hotter there. I've been there a uh....a few times... [Running from police with pops 8D]

[graficmemory]

Yeah? I heard they had this stuff called Tequilla.... -=holds hand out for ID=-

[greasemunkygal]

[Hands it over!]

They do. 'S really strong stuff. Dad liked it.

[graficmemory]

There's Vodka here. And scotch. -=small grimace on the scotch.=-

-=starts writing=-

The vodka's good. At least it doesn't freeze.

[greasemunkygal]

Did you have a bad experience with Scotch? [She grins and folds her arms.]

'S been a while since I've had vodka.

[graficmemory]

Only the nastiest crap on the face of the earth! -=goes on and on about how vile the drink is.=-

[greasemunkygal]

[:O WOW he must really hate it.]

Huh. Musta been really bad.

[graficmemory]

And that isn't the half of it! -=continues on more about it. Mostly because it's Roy's preferred poison, and the past few times he's been here in Veles he wasn't... Roy.=-

[greasemunkygal]

...Wow. [She blinks.]

What do you like, then?

[graficmemory]

Vodka's not bad. Beer is a general happy medium...-=and then he goes down a list of not scotch things, holding out his hand for ID=-