What is it with people and their love of complaining and their hatred of everything and their fondness of things? It seems like someone only has to stop sleeping for a month these days and they’re suddenly convinced something is wrong with them. Gone are the days when you could collapse into your neighbor’s house, announce that you would be staying for dinner and end up leaving 12 years later. And if you had a cough, you would reach for the “One Night Trade Mark Cough Syrup” which was skilfully combined with a number of other ingredients.
I’ve put 12 bottles in my cart, but it still wants to charge me for shipping.
Bill Y, I heard this song while driving home today and now I see it here. Holiday season miracle or a lot of people drinking this stuff?
It was meant to be Don Don’s, it was meant to be.
That’ll cure a cough and whatever else you have wrong with you!
Dr. Bill Y totally agrees with this prognosis.
You can still get this product, but it’s under a different name. Now it’s called “anaesthesia.”
Love it, thumbs up!
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I LOVE this reply. Took me 3 minutes of puzzling, analyzing, and staring to make sense of it—then the delightful epiphany.
The stuff dreams are made of.
I thought I was the only person who remembered that song … although if I took *that* cough syrup regularly, I wouldn’t remember any song, or my name.
That song will always be remembered. Well, I suppose that depends on how much of *that* cough syrup, you drink.