Somebody pays the price.
There are only winners and losers when two men look at a bottle of clear liquid and unspeakingly enter into competition.
Beer is a paltry weapon in such a competion.
People talk about wodka but really, until you have passed the Vistula you can't lay claim to an understanding of such matters. You must eat rotting cucumber, or sausage, until you can be entitled to talk about such things.
These are the conclusions I have reached tonight.
Winners? Losers? At least you managed to write the post without any spelling mistakes :-)
ReplyDeleteI have absolutely no memory of writing that. Where's that laptop padlock app when you need it?
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