Straight up middle finger to the Bizzle

Let me begin by saying I realize you all (all two of you) are probably really sick of hearing me talk about my adventures in iced tea. But I am going to have to retract my previous post about mastering it. Blame it on tea-overdosed taste buds, or a caffeine hallucination, but I still can't match the bizzle. Even the very next day, the tea tasted a bit different. And let me be clear, none of the tea has tasted bad. It just isn't the same as they make it at the bizzle. T Diddy schooled me on the fact that the bizzle using thrice filtered water. For not only their drinks, but also their ice. You heard me. 3 times filtered. How on earth are we supposed to duplicate that at home. The best I could do was to use filtered bottled water. But do you know where that water came from? What I'm about to tell you will give you an idea of the importance I am placing on perfecting the tea. The water came out of our emergency supply kit. And it has yet to be replaced. And there is one more jug of it down there that I am about to take as I need to dilute my newest batch. Oliver is covered. I have his stuff separate from ours and I know for a fact that we have plenty for him. But B and I will have to probably drink our own pee to stay hydrated. Wish me luck. My newest batch should hopefully have cooled enough for me to try. If this doesn't work we have to move on to T Diddy's two new iced tea makers to see if they can make the difference. Wish me luck. *Again with the spellcheck? What is this? Some kind of free service for people to use? At least it hopefully let me upload a picture of O. Please notice his middle finger which I chose in honor of my post title. But he's just a baby, he doesn't even know what he is doing is wrong. Please don't judge him and his lack of manners from this photo. He says please and thank you a lot.