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Hm. I didn't see the Dr. Pepper cans. You must have more annular hearing than mine. Fortunately, I intercepted the coconut before it did serious damage, and it now resides in approximately 10% of my rum punch. (If I add any more the punch doesn't, it just jabs and jumps around like Muhammad Ali and makes my Frasier-sense tingle, but not my mouth.)
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