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My father once convinced me, that I had been drinking some bad milk, and he made it sound like poison to the stomach, so the only antidote was a diet coke.
I panicked, drinking this horribly tasting diet coke, believing that it had just saved my life.
Later, I realized that it was probably a poor attempt at getting me to drink diet over sugar.
Irony has it that today, I can't drink sugar coke, I only drink diet.
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