03-01-2013, 04:59 AM
The Guiness shipped as: Guiness Extra Stout St. James's Gate Dublin with some small text I refuse to try to read and very little alcohol is a pleasureable imbibe. The taste is raunchily refreshing, spicely but within tolerable limits; poets could - once boring issues regarding quanta are resolved, enjoy it as an amuse-gueule or an unobtrusive to their tongues inbitchweener.
Today, besides almost butchered by a horde of low-lives (, I made the fault to step outside) ... now, i forgot what i wanted to solemnly publish and eeclare ... anyway. yeah, it#s good. ty. fuck
it makes me drunk too. a hitherto unbeknownst anglosaxish gene in me. O fuck, beware
Today, besides almost butchered by a horde of low-lives (, I made the fault to step outside) ... now, i forgot what i wanted to solemnly publish and eeclare ... anyway. yeah, it#s good. ty. fuck
it makes me drunk too. a hitherto unbeknownst anglosaxish gene in me. O fuck, beware