We have this thing in our family called NAT. When we were growing up, my grandma always made southern sweet tea. It was always around. She kept it in the fridge at all times. We all grew up drinking it and all love it. However, if you did not grow up in our family, you hate it. It's weird, but true. The joke is that if you aren't a Rucker, you don't like the sweet tea. (The Rucker story is long and sorted and for another time.) But my dad is the exception. He is not a Rucker. He married into the family. But, he's been around for awhile now. And now he now carries on the tradition of making and always having the NAT around. In time, this beloved tea was renamed by the Not-a-Ruckers as Nasty Ass Tea. Or NAT. Jon is Not-a-Rucker. He absolutely hates it. So he insists that I make NNAT at home. Or Not Nasty Ass Tea.
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I believe it was your brother (a Rucker) that named it NAT. This message is brought to you by a "Not a Rucker".
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