....that's better. So going against doctor's directions, mother's admonishments and all common sense, walked all the way to the local pub last night. I told the knee to shut for once and do something I wanna do.
What better place to sample a delightful Czech Pilsner.
And I think that is a hockey game on in the background. Wonder how much the Leafs lost by.
#2
An amusing Blueberry Lager. How smoothly they go down.
#3
Now the bold flavour of a Langhorn Irish Bitter. Truly bracing for a cold and blustery evening.
Like a meal in itself. Hmmm.....that reminds me, maybe I should have had something to eat.....
#? Huh?
Urp. Hmmm, camera doesn't seem to be working very well. I'll have to have it looked at.
But I'll tell you, whatever kind of beer thish was...I love it, man, it was delishus. Yummity.
But all good things must come to end end. According to the bartender anyway. I love that guy, man.
Big Thanks
And of course, this trip would not have been possible without the assistance, and terrible jokes of, the aforementioned big buddy. Jump to aforementioned Big Buddy reference
1 comment:
Ha, what a riot. Good to hear you were out.
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