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Posted by sean on June 4, 2019 at 11:05 pm in Internet with No Comments


Last October, I blogged about how I was lucky enough to win a football online.

Since my big win, I have continued to get lucky, winning not one, but two prizes through social media.

My second and probably biggest win, is 10 litres of cold coffee. You didn’t read that incorrectly. I won 10 – yes, TEN – litres of COLD coffee…

Apparently this stuff can be drank on its own, or as part of another drink, like a cocktail.

I love coffee, but have always enjoyed it served in the traditional manner – you know, warmed up, with a bit of sugar and milk.

I am unsure what to make of this cold coffee, especially as it comes from a box, decorated with a drawing of an animal banned under the Dangerous Dogs Act.

I must admit, I am intrigued, but guess the only way to find out what the coffee is like, is to try some!

From cold, pitbull terrier coffee to another oddity – my third and most recent prize.

This is a lot more me…

It’s a gold bunny notebook!

Now, if only I could win myself an X Box One, 4K television, or new laptop, that would be fantastic.

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