Who didn't? Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove: O no! it is an ever-fixed mark That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come: Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom. If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
No 12? Oh, I forgot, we had this conversation, you were FAIL AT ACQUISITION. For god's sake, belgianshoppe has it.
Alright Russell Crowe in that movie about math, I go to a convenience store on Montrose and get Houblon Chouffe Dobbelen IPA Tripel at WILL.
I'm sorry I couldn't hear you from beneath the 700 kgs of solid granite plummeting down onto your head, down under my vertical shaft.
Yep, UK beer does have a tinge of concrete to it. I'll stick with my beers that have some level of artistry and competence. But that's just me.
This guy is way drunker than me and Sam, and we're drinking way bigger beers...well, maybe not Sam, he thinks Guinness is strong.
I'm sorry it looks like somebody has had too much Framboise. I'm going to go watch the dramatic conclusion of Bad Boys on HBO now. In High Definition....yes that's right.
Ha! I had to Google "Framboise", though I knew it would return what I predicated...and it did...lambic....go to sleep, baby boy, go to sleep.
