This tea was so drunk.
I’m just kidding, folks! The only sense in which this tea was drunk is the regard in which I drank it, which is to say, the tea was drunk by me. It’s like the Douglas Adams joke.
But racist “humor” is no joke. Self-deprecation is a tyrant far crueler than a thousand British empires. I guess it’s equally cruel to Oliver Cromwell, but he was a really bad guy.
Anyways, this tea was fine. Pleasant.
