Arrr! The fiery blazes of Los Angeles be stirrin' up a new storm—water ye can't drink without riskin' yer scalp!
2025-01-13
Arrr, me hearties! Beware the melted pipes o' plastic, for they be spewin' foul brews into our precious grog! The water lords o' north Los Angeles be hollerin' "Dare not sip!" lest ye fancy a dance with the devil. Drink at yer own peril, savvy?
Ahoy, me hearties! Gather 'round, fer I’ve a tale that be as foul as a dead fish on a hot day! In the land of north Los Angeles, where the sun shines bright and the surf be calling, a treacherous plight be brewin’ beneath the waves of yer water supply!