“Here, drink this,” said Brian as he placed a glass of thick green fluid in front of Mark.

“What is this?” asked Mark as he eyed the glass warily as he sat morosely down at the table.

“It’s a health drink. It’ll help you recover from that nasty flu of yours faster. You know, build up your immune system, give you anti-oxidants, and all that crap.”

“It’s… chunky!” exclaimed Mark as he poked at the green drink with his finger.

“Yeah, it comes in powder form and you’ve got to stir it up in water. Doesn't quite mix that good. Just drink it.”

“It smells bad,” Mark commented as he dipped his nose down to the rim of the glass to take in its scent. “Are you sure this is actually healthy?” he asked, all the while staring distrustfully at the glass.

“Yes, I’m positive. Drink it, already!” said Brian exasperatedly putting on a long-suffering expression.

“Just… give me a minute. I’m mentally preparing myself for the task.”

Just then, as Brian let out an irritated sigh, Jack walked in and, spying Mark eyeballing the green-filled glass, asked “What’s that?”

“Health drink,” Brian replied at the same time Mark cried out “Devil vomit.”

“What?” Mark asked, looking at the face of annoyance masked on Brian's face, “Have you never seen the Exorcist? I bet this is what was used, too!”

“Whatever, dude. Just drink it!”

Taking a deep breath, Mark brought the glass to his lips and gave a little prayer hoping that he didn’t do something recently to piss Brian off and that this wasn’t poison he was about to willingly consume.

“Ugh!” cried Mark, as his face contorted at the horrid taste of the drink, “I’ve eaten cardboard tastier than that.”

“You’ve eaten cardboard?” asked Jack, looking at Mark as though he was not quite human.

“I was five,” Mark explained, as though that would clarify everything.

“Okaaay.”

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There is this fiber drink thing that comes in little packets in powder form here that my mom has. I tried taking it once... once was enough.

Anyway, memory of that along with my current sick condition triggered a random conversation in my head that I thought I'd write down.