but sometimes, someplaces, in some situations, you must do what you must do. It's part of the whole diplomatic thing. When you are in the room with 7 or 8 heads of state and the food is being served, you can't really make the "bleeeeeaaach" face and spit it in your napkin, no can you? Or maybe you are in USSR (not Russia again yet) and have to go to an official dinner... wouldn't do to offend the Soviet general who invited your unit. Gotta eat at least some of it, drink some of the vodka and drive on...
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