Dean and I recently had a small, pretty silly public dustup over a couple of misunderstandings here in public. We're not going to get into who started it or who acted worse. We have shaken hands and it's all over now. We hope you enjoyed our juvenile silliness. We have agreed to strongly disagree on certain issues, but not to let this sort of thing get out of hand again. Maybe we'll even have a beer together some day.
What's your preferred poison?
I'm one of those stuffy Micro-brew fans myself, but I'm not above a Miller or a Bud.
Guinness :)
Ach. A man after me own heart you are.
Especially out of those miraculous Draught cans.
The guy who invented those deserves the Nobel Prize, he does.
Mmmm. Guiness. Is there something better than the Nobel?
Yours,
Wince
:) Praise "Bob" and pass me another pint.
Young's ESB, if you can find it in America.
Got a link?
ESB? You don't know from ESB? Oh, ya damned heathen. No wonder you're a Dean fan. ;-)
I don't know Young's ESB, but I certainly know Fuller's ESB. Man I could drink that every day until I died. I probably wouldn't live long if you gave me an infinite supply of it, either.
In England, when they say, "Give us a pint of bitters," they're talking about this stuff.
You taste your first sip of it and you think, "Bleah. Tastes like ear wax."
Few more sips, and inhaling the aroma, and you're thinking, "Well, it's not that bad."
Then you're halfway into your pint, and you're starting to mellow into a gentle fog.
Then you're at the bottom of your second pint and thinking, "Ah yes, God loves me."
Then you're a goner. ;-)