Back in the day, Nostradamus prophesized:
Sprightly love lays the siege not far,
The garrison will be at the barbarian saint:
The Orsine and Adria will provide a guarantee for the Gauls,
For fear delivered by the army to the Grisons.
[So what do you know about Nostradamus?]
A predictor of death and of all things to come.
Reanne S.
Not much. I know the name but I can't place it.
Michelle R.
He made predictions. Weren't they famous for happening?
Or infamous for not?
Amber S.
He guesses what's going to happen.
Kana F.
[What do you think of Sprite?]
A burst of citrusy freshness! It wakes up any rum!
Reanne S.
I can't tell the difference between Sprite and 7-Up.
It's trying to be lemon, but it's not doing a very good job.
Amber S.
In India we have lemonade. Have you had lemonade? To me
Sprite tastes like lemonade.
Deeksha S.
It's got a little lemony taste to it.
Michelle R.
It's pop with lemon and lime.
Kana F.
Great lymon taste!
Michel de N. (a.k.a. Nostradamus)
