Well sir, it came in with a bit of a snooze. I fell asleep before the clock struck midnight.
PozDrawSki sez: Oh aye, laddie, regarding libations, "To hell with champagne" he says. At the store he got some untested crazy-ass beer based on the label only.
It's called:
Peanut Butter Milk Stout from the brand of Belching Beaver.
Was really strange to my taste buds. Not unpleasant but also not pleasant. I have absolutely no idea how he could ever think that would be a good way to welcome in The Roaring 20s, TNG (the next generation), but he swapped his coins for six magic cans that when tossed aside produced a giant bean stalk. Bloody hell. . . This is what I have to put up with. . . Lunatic artists!
GO MAN GO!!!!!!!!!!
Last edited by D Akey; 01-02-2020 at 09:57 AM.
"Not a bit is wasted and the best is yet to come. . ." -- remembered from a dream