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my Italian grandma always gave me & my sister a concoction to drink when we came to visit overnight while our folks were out on the town, I'm not sure if it was meant to knock us out (they had a small Bronx apartment), or to make us bonkers, all I remember was that granny would smile & laugh @ us as we each begged for a 2nd cup.
Here's the recipe:
In a small coffee cup she'd break one raw egg, add in a heaping teaspoon of sugar, and then she'd add a shot of Seagrams 7 whiskey. She whip it up w/that spoon and then tell us to drink it right down, it was insidiously delicious, addicting.......
I never see/feel it comin' but I'm 'bout to pass out in my task chair, I wake up sore but often am too beat to get up and shut down lights & tunes in my room. Here I go.......
and while I was scratching, I was thinking, where is she now, that bitch who stole my soul, where he was going , fifti joint day ,,e not remember good your face,,
the time is end , never think your return me my soul ...
you onli good to return to steal tother day,
scrathing the sweetness of brain ,,,
remaning raw shit , lose in the smell of that balcony joint.. remaning the odor
fli..lfly in the night , if find you ,et remaning forever to you. fak uuf
woke up sitting in the task chair drenched in sweat @ 7:50am today, TV was locked up, comp locked up, all ties to the outside world cut off just like that.......
passed out (no sweating) in my chair from 5:30~9:30am, not an easy chair, a shitty office task chair. Now I can only hope to get a couple more hours z time.......