I'm starting to sound like I have a hijackee complex.
I don't think that's such a big deal.
‘Here,’ offered Scotch, ‘get a dash of Coke.’ ‘Straight,’ said I, ‘no chaser.’ I gulped the drink all at once. Sat back in the chair as the laughter of the brothers swirled around me. ‘Straight, no chaser, he says,’ Scotch said, throwing back a slug of brandy.
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