Oh for God’s sake, someone get that poor woman a Guinness! No one should have to spend their golden years drinking something that tastes like it’s been filtered through Wolverine’s kidneys!
Guiness? Why not sewer extract?
Guinness is the only beer worth drinking. All the rest are weak little piss waters.
Cough syrup is not beer.
As someone who doesn’t imbibe in the devil’s evil brew very often, I have to admit, I will throw my usual teatotalling ways out the window to down a Guinness.
I will always remember in “Monty Python – live at the Hollywood Bowl” one of their skits about an Australian talking to an American and said “Mate, your beers are like making love in a canoe – fucking too close to water!”
and can I dismiss a common misconception about Aussies? Very, very few of us drink Foster’s Lager. That is all.
Give her that Doobie Burger and she’s set.
When I’m 90, I’m going to take up ALL THE HABITS I’ve avoided or given up for my health.
I’ve already told my family, if I ever come down with a terminal illness or am old and on my deathbed, I want to TRY ALL THE DRUGS.
Helen Hunt don’t care no more
I’ve already got that chair.
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