January 06, 2008
Strength
Spent the day moving junk around, trying to reorganize things. Yeah... I'm laughing, too.
Anyway, I was just finishing up for the evening, and I poured myself a beer. As I watched the cheering cascade of nitrogen bubbles, my attention was drawn to the logo on the glass... and I had an epiphany of sorts.
See, I've always been a little stronger than average. Not smelling, you assholes. Mooscle-wise. It is a gift; though, with as many times as I've helped to move folks, it can be a curse, too.
I've worked out some, but most of it comes naturally. I want to move something, damnit, it moves.
Looking at the glass, it became clear why...
...just one more reason to drink it....
Posted by: Tracy at January 6, 2008 09:36 PMI got a six pack in the fridge right now. I must regain my strength :)
Posted by: hammer at January 6, 2008 10:22 PMAaaahhhh....Guinness.
Looks Good...Tastes Good...And by Golly it does you good.
Don't forget to draw the shamrock on the foam!!!
This explains a lot! Gotta love beer you can eat with a fork. : )
Posted by: Richmond at January 7, 2008 03:55 PMMmmmm...Guinness.
Posted by: Elisson at January 8, 2008 04:05 PMAre you sure you weren't behind the theft of all that Guinness in Ireland? :)
Posted by: ktreva at January 8, 2008 07:21 PM
