You got yourself one hell of a lady friend there, buddy.
From: 40 Hands
A gift from the lady.
Grab on and hold her with both hands.
We’ll understand if you wait until you finish that beer first.
Two Wheels. One Dark Lord.
You got yourself one hell of a lady friend there, buddy.
From: 40 Hands
A gift from the lady.
Grab on and hold her with both hands.
We’ll understand if you wait until you finish that beer first.
I used to enjoy that stuff in huge quantity when I was young. Many years later I tried one and about gagged. Maybe they changed the brew. Maybe it was just the natural resiliancy of youth. Or maybe one’s tastebuds change as one grows older. Whatever; it made me sad because the stuff sure was yummy, back when I was young.
Well, we’re both getting older then. Because nailing back a forty of that swill is just below slamming my hand in a drawer on my list of things to do this summer.
As long as It’s ICE cold, I can bear it. Once it reaches ‘just cool’ it’s going down the drain.
Well, at the moment I am enjoying a glass of Pottsville’s finest, after several shots of rum. The Amber Lager is ice cold, and the aromas of the dinner my beloved is making are wafting through the house. Life is good.
And I might yet try me some Mickeys, just for old time’s sake.