It was the lure of the clunge or the lager, and the lager won, i loved that last day at work before christmas, did actually see a pair of knickers on the floor and a stocking, some lucky fcukers wern"t just necking beer but using their loaf to, not me, it still hurts to this day!. Though even if i got back to her office, i would have been useless anyway so probably fate stepped in to spare my blushes!

Soy milk.

One sip and all my chest hair fell off.

Edited by Stirlingsays (13 Aug 2020 2.35am)

'Who are you and how did you get in here? I'm a locksmith. And, I'm a locksmith.' (Leslie Nielsen)

When working in pakistan we had access to “normal beers” through the British Club. Any pakistani who wished to purchase alcohol ( and there were a few!) had to be registered as an alcoholic as the country was dry. However they did have a brewery in Murree which produced a beer which, after 1 pint, gave you the most thumping headache, taste wise was ok but presumably designed so you couldn’t/wouldn’t drink too much.
Interesting place the brewery, remnant of the Raj, Murree was a summer hill station and in winter has heavy snow fall. Brewery now shut down not surprisingly

Edited by Spiderman (13 Aug 2020 9.44am)

Watney's Red Barrel / Party 7

When it was still around Castlemaine XXXX was absolutely horrendous, any tpe of whiskey

That was a good pub with a good choice of ales. Typical that it's gone.

Red and Blue Army!