If you hadn't previously noticed, we settled on 40's for this past weekend's game, to be made into Brass Monkeys. Our malt liquor of choice, Olde English was unavailable, so we went for the next worst thing: King Cobra.
We have a cheers:
and a sip!
And the obligatory pornesque photo-op:
We are ridiculous. My brother's face is especially ludicrous.
1 comment:
Zima it is.
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