I enjoy a quality lemon in my diet cola moreso than most men. In fact, I think I may be becoming a lemon snob. At [insert stereotypical Italian Restaurant's name here] after a number of citrus misfires causes by dainty and completely ineffective lemon rounds I ask for the server to just bring me a God-damn lemon as I was going to cut my own wedges.
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