Saturday, August 23, 2008

One time, when we were visiting the Czech Republic, our Russian tour took us to a Beer Factory. My reaction, "Smells like yeast," and I could not stop my brain from conjuring up Simpson references to beer.

"Yeah! Beer beer beer, bed bed bed!"
"Do you like football? Do you like nachos?"
"Plug it to my veins!"
"When I was seventeen, I drank some very good beer, that I purchased, with a fake ID. My name was Bobby McGee, I stayed up listening to Queen, when I was seventeen."

Me = ShrugBen at least appreciated the monstrosity of production.

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