Gut Rumbles

April 19, 2009

Damn good beer

Originally published November 15, 2003

I have been a total red-necked, lazy-boned, beer-swilling slug today. My beloved Georgia Bulldogs laid an old-fashioned ass-whuppin' on Auburn while I ate five pounds of spicy snow crab legs at my coffee table. I made the mistake of rubbing my right eyeball while I had some cajun seasoning on my finger and I managed to cry out of just one eye even though the Dawgs were winning. I don't believe that I've ever done that before.

I am sure glad that I didn't decide to scratch my nuts at the same time. That kind of burn might have put me in a war-dance mode.

The more of this Old Milwaukee beer I drink, the more I like it.

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