Tussin' up, tussin' down, tussin' all around.

W. Owen:
I guess I was smart enough not to actually put it on video, but I drank an 8 oz. bottle of the Robo once myself.

I don't recommend it.

For about 5-10 minutes I dry-heaved into the porcelain idol, then I spent the entire night lying awake in my bed talking into the shadows in the corners of my ceiling. My train of thought finally got into the station around 6 am, I think.

Oh, and for those who don't already know, the classic Bloomington zine Tussin' Up is archived at:

> http://tussinup.whybark.com/