...is not just a stripper's stage name. I've been finding half-drunk bottles of this stuff as I'm cleaning out my mother's house. Left over from my father, who cleverly hid them all over the place before he passed away, back in like...1984. Somehow, cleaning a house with Henn in one's system makes time fly. If I ever require a blood transfusion, I will advise my power of attorney to replace my negative type O blood with cognac.
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