Sweet, sweet, beautiful beer.
Some days are just like that… today was one of those days where as an employer I come home feeling like Paul Sr. on American Choppers.
You know, there is just nothing quite like putting your feet up with a choice brew at the end of one of those long, long, weeks.
Why can’t they keep the shop clean?
Why doesn’t anybody get it?
Okay, need some more Black & Tan now.
We’ll see what Monday brings…
Oh yeah!
Is there ever a day when Guinness is NOT completely and totally appropriate? On any occassion? For any and all reasons?
Now I need one…