But then I'd be the guy who sits at his desk at lunch, not eating lunch, but instead drinking a mysterious milkshake, 'can I try some?' OH MY GOD NO DON'T DRINK THE...
I'm not sure if I could stomach a downing. No, I'm happy to drink my Huel alone, outside in the safety of my building's undisturbed fire escape like a refugee from the future.
But then I'd be the guy who sits at his desk at lunch, not eating lunch, but instead drinking a mysterious milkshake, 'can I try some?' OH MY GOD NO DON'T DRINK THE...