I was a best man in my cousins wedding. Iowa, 2019, in June, it was over 90. I was drinking Milo's right from the jug. I would carry a fresh gallon everywhere I went. Rehearsal in the church, Milo's. Dinner, Milo's. The reception, yep you guessed it a fresh cold gallon of Milo's. Everyone was calling me Milo. The brides family thought my real name was Milo! It was not till a year later the brides sister found out my real name was not Milo.

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