Ah the Slaughtered Lamb in Jonestown, I never liked the lemonade in there it tasted funny. Pity we had to leave but they couldn't have liked us very much as the letters stopped coming sometime in 1978 though your probably too young to remember Uncle Jim.
I used to like the lemonade. It reminded me of the stuff dad used to whip up for us.
Uncle Jim, now there's a name from the past. Wasn't he in sales? He was certainly convincing enough.
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