I went to a Chinese restraunt and ordered some hot tea just for the heck of
it. The stuff that was brought to my table almost made me vomit. I tried the
first sip and it tasted like stagnant swamp water (not that I've ever had
any). The next sip caught in my throat and came back up. I have never
forgotten that taste...wonder if it was puerh? That's why I've since been
wary of trying it.


"Falky foo" wrote in message
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Here I sit with a steamy cup of pu.. one of my girlfriends calls it "that
shitty poo tea" but I call it my sweet cup of pu. The super pu. Oh pu, I
love you. Your compost-like essence. The fact that you form a heavy
brown
nugget from which I have to chip you off with an ice pick and a ball peen
hammer. The microbes that call you home and make you the pu you are. Oh,
pu. What would I ever do. Without you.