Must. Blog. More.
Been ploughing through a couple of writing deadlines, but hopefully the dust will settle on Sunday and I can return with a mildly extravagant post on the nature of toenails and the microscopic civilised worlds underneath them.
Until then, I give you:
BEER-AMISU
6 comments:
Feh. Try this one.
Behold! The power of Guinness!
http://www.boston.com/ae/food/articles/2006/01/18/guinness_ice_cream/?p1=MEWell_Pos1
You know, Guinness is the first beer my dad gave me to try. It put plenty of hair on my chest.
But this. This made bile crawl into my mouth.
Yum.
If drinking beer puts hair on your chest, why hasn't someone tried chemical adjustments to help those poor bastards using Rogaine?
I was thinking you made this last night! Could be interesting. Beer *drool* and you can always wash the bile out of your mouth before you try.
Wow. The bane of Weight Watchers and Alcoholics Anonymous meetings everywhere.
Another reason to eat dessert first.
"If drinking beer puts hair on your chest, why hasn't someone tried chemical adjustments to help those poor bastards using Rogaine?"
Because they're trying to put hair on their heads. They've already got enough hair on their chests and backs. They don't need more.
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