Eating at the beach…

Some might say its true grit

Barkeep, this beer tastes like a beach sat in it.

It’s the sandwhich is between your toes, up your crack, and everywhere else it shouldn’t be.

Lets start with one

The beer is the drink, the sand is the food. Be gled you get something at this restaurant!

A girl has been left behind on a nudist beach. So she cadges a lift off a young bloke she knows.

He. “If I give you a lift home, what’s in it for me?

She. “Sand!”

@Marum | 4:02 am: You keep you sandwiches where?? 😯

at and drink here too often, and you will die of Silicosis.

Salty food goes well with beer. Beach sand is plenty salty.

I’ve had beer that was so weak it could be described as “love on the sand” because it was f**king near water.

Beer and sand? That explains why the sea weed.

EDIT: Eat

Nearby there is a bar that serves beer made by witches.

Just don’t serve beer on the rocks. ‘mkay?

Bugger the food….I’ll have the Guinness

Those are not sands, they are submalines.

Drinking that mixture would be a real son-of-a beach!

My Asian lady reckoned I loved Guinness more than her.

I didn’t. But at least you can have a Guinness every day of the month. 😮

@Marum | 4:13 am: Imagine this as a voiceover in a nature documentary:
“… and as the sperm nears the egg, it becomes apparent that I’ve completely ruined a fried breakfast”.

@DnT. That is like the definition of a, gaffe, a faux pas, and a blunder. The family are sitting down to Sunday roast dinner. Father stands up to carve the roast . Mother sees that his fly is open, and she tells him that she can see his male part. Father drops the knife to zip up his fly, and his male part falls into the gravy-boat. Granny roars $HIT3, and falls out of her chair. The gaffe, was hen mother told him his fly was open, The blunder, was when father dropped his male part into the gravy. The… Read more »

Is the glass half empty or half fill?

Here’s mud in your rye.

Sand + H2O or beer doesn’t make mud.

The beach shower rains beer.
Clean and buzzed all at the same time.
Typical Japanese efficiency?

(Just make sure the shower’s actually beer and not some other golden liquid!)

7X(C2H5OH)

I know that isn’t beer, but Ethyl Alcohol will have to do.

Not my kind of surf and turf special.

I’m Colonel Sanders and I approve this message.

Good food, but it really makes you want to drink the ocean dry later on.

What’s that green stuff in between the draft beer & Guinness? A cup of seaweed?

I shore do like this beer.

@DrLex 612:

The Japanese says “Mojito Beer”.
So does the English but I couldn’t make heads or tails of what the English said until I read the katakana.

Mojito beer, eh?
Yet another “imaginative” Japanese ruination of fine Western traditions.
It’s the same as them putting corn, seaweed, mayonnaise, egg, or curry on pizza.

Then again i guess we do the same kind of thing to sushi rolls.
Tit for tat.

Q: Are you a good witch or a bad witch?
A: I’m a sand-witch!

Ah… Nothing beats cold beer on a sunny sand beach.

– A beer and a sand, please.
– Witch sand, Sir?

Ding dong, the sand is gled…

Love the way those islanders bastardize English.
They say “Sand-oh” for “Sandwich” and usually shorten it to just “Sand”.

We say “app” for software we put on our smartphones.

They say “appuri” which sounds a lot like “Apple-y”.

Which actually may be closer to the market-leading truth.

There’s not only sand & beer, but also a sandbeer:

http://www.eightandsandbeer.com

– Are you satisfied with your sand, Sir?
– Sand is all right, but where’s the witch?

Drink enough and you’ll get stoned.

Actual restaurant chain:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Which_Wich%3F

@Long Tom 12:11:

Is there something in today’s post that suggests the photo for today’s entry is the same chain you reference above?

Because reading the Japanese it looks to me like the name of the establishment in the photo is called “Cafe Kuro” (transating as “Cafe Black”) and not the “Which Wich” chain.

The place looks deserted.

Sorry we serve sand only, wich is not available

Is the waitress named Sandra?

Is that for desert?

Sand and nd d

I’ll have a Sush please.

Don’t you mean Sushi?

No, Sush!. I only want one.

I prefer drinking Beer,
He said with a leer,
It really is best,
And puts hairs on my chest,
While Pink Gin makes me go kinda queer.

Pete: Since the chain I mention only says “wich”, I assumed this establishment took the “sand” half for itself.