The Soda

Last summer, I was given a very special Jones Soda. Indeed, it was a carbonated symbol, a liquid reminder, of great friendships and the grandest of times. Of rapturous electric anthems thrown by the greatest DJ of our generation. Of epic journeys, and great campaigns, in search wealth, magic, and adventure.

Only on such an occasion could I quaff this elixir of delight. A toast to you, People In Front of The Left Speaker, Knights of The Snooker Table! My life wouldn't quite be the same without you. Even though you can't be here, you are certainly remembered.