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[elder_goat]

New Year's was fun. I took my fiddle down to the subway and played until I couldn't move my fingers anymore. It was really kind of cool, watching how these modern be-suited people responded to 17th century gypsy music. There are few things more fun than turning people's expectations on their heads. Plus, the juxposition juxtasition combination

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[hip_hopper]

A few hundred? First the socks, and now this? Fuck you, man. Fuck you.

[elder_goat]

I don't sell it. I make it for friends sometime, but I'm not a drug dealer.

[unbearded]

Drug dealer is such a strong term...

I'll just have to keep trying to convince someone to smuggle it for me, then. I had some while I was in Europe and it made for a really fucking interesting night.

[elder_goat]

I said I wouldn't sell it. Not that I wouldn't share, under the right circumstances.

[unbearded]

Got any circumstances in mind?

[whitebreadbrown]

Absinthe's not illegal anymore, sweet pea.

[elder_goat]

I'm pretty sure SOMEthing about it is ... Maybe it's importation that's illegal. But I'm pretty sure I'm not supposed to be making it - or at the least, selling it. Liquor license and all that. And since I'm foggy on the technicalities, I take no chances.

Well, FEW chances. For instance, the chance that Anser will read this and come and take my wormwood away. Ha ha, I got him fooled, there's wormwood in the garden.

[whitebreadbrown]

Definitely probably illegal to sell it, but I don't think making it's a problem! I think there are three or four on the market right now? Two European, one American... and another, I have no idea.

Pete didn't invite me to a tasting. Bastard.