In a desperate attempt to refrain from making the obvious post about Snapple’s little popsicle problem, Your Humble Blogger presents this partial lyric from the Boomtown Rats:
Snap me in your breach, I want to be your bullet
I want a little kiss that's gonna take my breath away
And every lover tries to do things in a different way
Ah-hey-hey-hey
chazak, chazak, v’nitchazek,
-Vardibidian.
Smirnoffagra Ice!