Negra Modelo: I used to feel so alive and sparkly with you, now I feel all used up and empty.
Me: It's not you, it's me. I just don't feel like we have anything more to offer each other. You are empty, After all. there is nothing more between
us=.
Me: I want to start seeing other beers. There is a full six-pack in my fridge! I want to experiencing other beers! It's not like I want to throw you
away like so much recyclable thrash, but I need to move on!
Modelo Negro: Fine. Be that way. "clink" into the trashcan.
Me: Ok then. I'll be that way. I'll just open another beer. It's Friday night, after all. And the Super Bowl is on Sunday. Just wait and see what
I do on SuperBowl Sunday!Hook - 2-1-2014 at 06:17 AM
The contagion is growing, I see. It affected me, too. I hope a cure is found.
The silver lining: these posts aren't likely to be overwhelmed by maps and waypoints and photos from bygone eras......again and again and again.DENNIS - 2-1-2014 at 08:41 AM
Don't throw it away. Until you are exorcized of your demons which are clouding your taste buds, use the left over NM in a beer batter for fish
frying.
Muy Muy Yummy.Marc - 2-1-2014 at 09:06 AM
