Tonight, after spending some quality time with my friends M and T (not to be confused with Mr. T, though if combined, they would surely rival the awesomeness of that infamous bad-ass, foo!) at Shanghai Tunnel, and then heading to my place to sip off my keg, we were witness to the saddest sound in the world… the sound of a dying keg. Never mind the cry of a hungry child, or the whimper of a puppy left outside on a cold night, that “ssshhhhh-ghllghlllghglg” that signals the death of a keg of beer is far, far worse. Especially when it happens before 9:30pm on a Friday. The horror!
I guess I know what I’m doing tomorrow.
3 replies on “The saddest sound in the world”
🙂 That just cracks me up.
Golly I just think about all those cans we are saving by having the “precious”. Looks like Guinness should be the next keg. You’ll probably experience that sad sound a bit sooner than this time around, but well worth the savings that will materialize in the end.
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BEER BEER BEER BEER BEER BEER BEER BEER BEER BEER BEER BEER BEER BEER BEER BEER BEER BEER BEER BEER BEER BEER BEER BEER BEER BEER BEER BEER BEER BEER BEER BEER.
That is all. thank you.
Mmmm…Guinness…