The Buckets by Greg Cravens for September 23, 2006
Transcript:
"Isn't there anything to drink here?" "There's a whole pile of drinks, Grandpa." "What, these little silver bags are drinks? How do you open them?" "You don't. You stab them with a straw." "Ew. And what flavor are they?" "Blue!" "Isn't there anything to drink in here?"