Seen as we're getting near our final destination, don't messy around with warm beer (gone in 60 brecons! ;) ) why not go out with a bang on our final night. We have a fine vintage of emerald green absinthe*, that's been carefully shaken for the last 1300 miles, for anyone who fancies a proper party. All trades will be considered.
*might not be the real thing but tastes pretty foul, can cause loss of sight, taste, touch and pretty much any other sense you own. Also can cause short-long term memory loss and will make you end up looking like the below
Team Goat
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