Apple Juice.

My flatmate / adopted baby brother Chris (I always want to add a 'T' to that name when I type it!) asked me earlier if I wanted anything from the supermarket since he was heading that way, I said yes please, I'd forgotten to buy apple juice earlier today. His response? "Anything particular? Freshly pressed, cloudy, mixed from the sweat of muscular men with beards?" There's a reason why I've adopted him as my baby brother! Love you Chris :)