On Friday, we gave you some good old homosexxican nice time by telling you how Sam Adams had pulled out of the Boston St. Patrick's Day parade over that parade's refusal to allow gay veterans to march. Looks like Sam Adams was just the first to decide that gays' beer consumption was starting to rival that of the Irish, but they were just the tip of a rainbow-colored beer iceberg. Now both Heineken and Guinness have pulled out of the New York City march thanks to those meddling gays.
And, as I mentioned above, their announcement encapsulates why there are no Dutch epic poems. (I am lucky enough to have several Dutch friends. They are bullshit-free).
And the rest of us. NYC St Patrick's Day parade is traditionally a time for Italian boys from Long Island to come into the city, get shitfaced, and vomit green beer into the gutters of 5th Avenue.
I bow in admiration to your brilliant sentence.
As it happens, I like hops, so Heiny is finey with me, but Guiness head is dead.
Also, the two press releases serve as a quick review of why there are no Dutch epic poems.
Occasionally, the Invisible Hand slips us a little surprise.
With all due respect to their politics, Guiness is awful beer.
I'm not sure that last one is a fact, but I'm happy to second it.
"Fuck you", he explained.
Nucleus libel!
And, as I mentioned above, their announcement encapsulates why there are no Dutch epic poems. (I am lucky enough to have several Dutch friends. They are bullshit-free).
How are you on laminate?
Now, Blatz....
Invisible handies, all around!
Please, beer is so... <i>working class</i>.
The <i>real</i> racists are the ones pointing out that Henry Ford was a flaming racist.
Dessert Topping, or GTFO!
What kind of gin goes with beer any ways?
Bah. From a homosseican mic, they&#039;re just pissed Danny Boy&#039;s mine and not theirs.
Big Gay wants America to drink white wine.
And the rest of us. NYC St Patrick&#039;s Day parade is traditionally a time for Italian boys from Long Island to come into the city, get shitfaced, and vomit green beer into the gutters of 5th Avenue.