This beer ain’t gonna throw itself…
posted on 5 Aug 2023 in Uncategorized
High jump for ice…
Photo courtesy of Colleen Smyth.
Spotted in China.
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It’s like déja vù all over again.
Beware not to hurtle yourself !
Speed + alcohol is a dumb idea.
-What are you doing ?
-I’m adjusting your…beverages…; when you fainted, they shifted all out of whack.
(Not sure anyone will remember this…).
…but take your time to adjust the beaverage.
@RC: Oh, I’m abreast of that story.
It is the work of the evil spirits.
DnT….Speed + alcohol = zero growth, before 2030.
Discus for extra napkins.
Having one’s highball suddenly lowered may be a shock.
Just hurtle the bottles up on the shelf; don’t worry, they’ll adjust themselves up there.
I felt a great disturbance in the Force, as if millions of drinkers suddenly cried out in terror…
I am suddenly reminded of the old adage, Wisdom is knowing there are many hurdles to adjusting residing-sauce yolk parties.
I’ll set mine to the “Explode” setting.
Yes: Our cocktails self-adjust in the fast cockpits.
Must be the Asian version of “Hold my beer”.
A vodka martini please, hurtled not stirred.
Throw it down Huey
So alcohol is a missile.
Away, away, with Rum by gum,
With Rum by gum,
With Rum by gum,
‘Tis the cry of the Temperance Union.
Oh, we never eat fruitcake because it has yeast,
And one little bite makes a man a wild beast,
Away, away, with rum by gum,
‘ Tis the cry of the Temperance Union.
It’s college all over again.