Samuel Adams Winter Lager tastes better out of the bottle instead of out of the bath

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[rgraham666]

Aren't you glad you don't work with explosives?

 

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[rgraham666]

I found bruises all around my right knee while in the bath, too. Apparently I got those while climbing up to adjust the hanging microphones.

I did keep the stitches on my forehead dry.

*sigh*

Damn good thing the show is over. I don't have many more body parts left to injure.

As long as you don't injure the parts you like getting injured, you're cool.

Good for you on the stitches.

 

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[rgraham666]

Laughing -

I do not consider a spanked ass to be an injury, Sir Rob.

That's just good exercise.

If you ever need a workout partner, just ask.

 

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[The_Fool]

Stitches?

 

[TE999]

Also Titled "How not to drop your open beer into your bubble bath."

Discuss.

You dropped Sam in the tub??

A whole bottle of Winter Brew?

For shame woman, for shame.

You need a good spanking.

Waitaminnit--that's no punishment.

Hmmm..

No Rum all weekend. That oughta do it.

And don't go all freakin' out or it'll be two weekends.

(oh man--I sound rough )

 

[Chantilyvamp]

Also Titled "How not to drop your open beer into your bubble bath."

Discuss.

well it is supposed to be great for the hair. Maybe it has great properties for skin as well?

 

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[TE999]

OK. First, I did drop the bottle into the tub.

But I rescued it almost immediately.

And to show my absolute love for Sam Adams, I poured out the tiny bit of bubbles that had accumulated at the end.

And I still drank the beer.

You are truly a woman after my own heart.

Goin' above and beyond the call of duty to rescue Sam.

Even if he was a tad soapy.

I hereby withdraw my rant and punishment up there.

Too bad we're both hitched--I would woo you with all the fervor of a pastor delivering his sermon on the evils of drinking.

 

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[The_Fool]

*sigh*

 

[BlackShanglan]

OK. First, I did drop the bottle into the tub.

But I rescued it almost immediately.

And to show my absolute love for Sam Adams, I poured out the tiny bit of bubbles that had accumulated at the end.

And I still drank the beer.

Ah, it's rare that one finds a person of such excellent taste and firm dedication.

Mind you, if you're going to go about combining beer and naked bodies, there are more interesting ways to do it.

 

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[The_Fool]

Ah, it's rare that one finds a person of such excellent taste and firm dedication.

Mind you, if you're going to go about combining beer and naked bodies, there are more interesting ways to do it.

Firm and Sarahh. I like that combination.

 

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[TE999]

I know.

I am so ashamed for my less-than-dexterious grasp of the beer bottle.

But I'm open for suggestions about other combinations.

Why am I suddenly reminded of the horse in the bathtub joke?

 

[The_Fool]

You don't mind my apparent clumsiness?

Although, to my defense, it seems to be more of a concentration/determination issue.

I do the job, then worry about the bodily effects later.

Well, I am sure that it was a case of slippery rather than clumsy. Slippery is certainly acceptable, even preferred. For a bubble bath, is what I am referring to.

As for concentration, I am sure when the occasion arises, you are quite capable of maintaining concentration. I am sure you have sufficient determination to overcome any distraction, unless distraction is the desire.

As for jobs, all too often one must focus on the moment and deal with the consequences in time.

 

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[BlackShanglan]

I know.

I am so ashamed for my less-than-dexterious grasp of the beer bottle.

But I'm open for suggestions about other combinations.

I'm not sure if one needs to be concerned about the yeast in beer or not, but I can say from personal experience that cider is an excellent incentive to some really enthusiastic licking. One can't let good cider go to waste, you know, however fast it might be ... strategically trickled.