Originally Posted by
Jock Scot
With tongue placed firmly in my cheek.
There you go, see what happens when you colonials get hold of a perfectly good drink, perfected over hundreds, possibly thousands of years, then you lot come along, using umpteen billion barrels of oil to cool the perfect brew that does not need cooling and then -----------------------you ruin it!
Jock now dives swiftly for cover!
I pray that your cover was provided by the bar itself, and that it allowed you safe access to the tap for their best ale. int:
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One has no need for a snooze button, when one has a hungry cat.
Tartan Riders, Kilted Oregon
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