Well excuuuuse me for holding such high expectations for our second tasting, but the first half of the night was comparatively lame. Did we expect too much? Were our expectations too high? Maybe, maybe not, but in the name of science we kept on drinkin' anyway!


'Twas the night before Monday
And all through the pad
Not a member was obnoxious
Not even a tad.

This was the ugly scene under the influence of John Labatt Classic. Pretty boring huh? I must admit though, Weird Science, Dumb and Dumber and Rumble in the Bronx were on, so we were glued to the set. That is, of course, until after quite a few beer...

After Quite a Few Beer...

"I think someone keeps stealing my beer because my bottle always seems to be empty. After six beers, they are starting to go down better now. However, the girl on my beer cozy still isn't looking that good yet." "Okay, 10 beers down. We are playing spin the bottle, I love this game. I can not lose."

After eight: "Aw jeez." After nine: "Aw crap." After ten: "Holy sheep shit!" After eleven: "Mutha freakin' crap I'm hammered."

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