Jock,

Ach, mon, weel ye nevair let it lie? Look ye here, I know I was in the wrong and offended yer sensbilities when I put your single-malt into my coffee. But, mon, do ye not ken it was three years gone? Have you no got something better to fasch yerself on?

Tell ya what--this year, bring me TWO shots of the same or better and I will, I swear, take them neat, no ice, just to repair the harm. How's that?


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