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Looks like I'm woefully outnumbered here. It might have something to do with the following story: When I was a kid, my brothers and I would have to drink milk surreptitiously because if my dad saw us doing it, he'd fly into a rage. No joke. No clear reason to it, he'd just get really mad. So I was always functioning on a milk deficit. Maybe that helped inflate the value of milk in my mind. Now there are days when it's all I can drink. Besides whiskey, I mean.