Xen of Phobe on beer
"Smile at us, pay us, pass us; but do not quite forget. For we are the people of England, that never have spoken yet."
"A few men talked of freedom, while England talked of ale."
Xen, was in the middle of composing some diatribe about the beer that he has found on this planet, particularly, English beer. But this gentleman from Ireland has beaten me to it, Twenty Major still smoking in Dublin bars
English beers. Well. Mmmmmm, warm ales, fizzy bitters which look like TK red lemonade and the unspeakable filth that is Newcastle Brown Ale. The dangleberries of a million Geordies swilled around in some old piss and washing up water then stuck into bottles. It tastes like what your vomit would taste like if you vomited, ate it back up, vomited again, ate it up again then vomited it back into a glass full of mud. Put a little umbrella at the top and you've got a Geordie cocktail. Right, Mosher?
He also discusses the disgusting from Brussels.
That reminds me, on Sycorax the Eurotophobic has lashings of ginger beer.
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"A few men talked of freedom, while England talked of ale."
Xen, was in the middle of composing some diatribe about the beer that he has found on this planet, particularly, English beer. But this gentleman from Ireland has beaten me to it, Twenty Major still smoking in Dublin bars
English beers. Well. Mmmmmm, warm ales, fizzy bitters which look like TK red lemonade and the unspeakable filth that is Newcastle Brown Ale. The dangleberries of a million Geordies swilled around in some old piss and washing up water then stuck into bottles. It tastes like what your vomit would taste like if you vomited, ate it back up, vomited again, ate it up again then vomited it back into a glass full of mud. Put a little umbrella at the top and you've got a Geordie cocktail. Right, Mosher?
He also discusses the disgusting from Brussels.
That reminds me, on Sycorax the Eurotophobic has lashings of ginger beer.
.
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