“Tell me about myself,” I asked him, as I passed the bottle of beer.
“Irresistable. Hypnotic. Flirtatious. Aromatic. Soft. Supple. Wild. Unavoidable. Smooth. Exuberant. Glistening. Firm. Rare. Succulent. Luscious. Ripe. Natural. Glowing. Curvaceous. Magical. Wheat.”
Wheat?
It was a bottle of Sweaty Betty. I ordered it because I liked the label. Terrible beer, but I’ll gladly drink it again, just to hear my man read the label aloud to me. Mmmmm… mmmmm.
2 responses so far ↓
Rhymes with Lug // May 6, 2008 at 5:26 pm
Holy hot beer batman! Guess they had to do something to cover the crappyness of the beer eh?
hehe
charlotte harris // May 7, 2008 at 8:02 am
Lug: Alas, if only Sweaty Betty had been a brunette, perhaps the beer would have tasted better….
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