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Originally Posted by ravenne
Okay, I´m not quite sure whether I got it all right. So I can imagine Zany Carter like the whole Wiesn* in one shot, right? So the feeling after a single sip would be that of washing down a rawish grilled chicken with let´s say 3 Maß** of beer, feeling the blisters on your feet from dancing for hours on the ale-bench (due to the notorius anti-dancing-on-tables-law they passed some years ago), chanting Joanna You &%%censored&%% b%%%%*** for the 23rd time on that very same evening, being accidently showered with the content of a whole Maßkrug****, your shoes flooded, your Dirndl***** soaking wet, well, beer inside, beer outside, who cares, trying to avoid three violent brawls while searching for the bearish waitress to bring up the next round and having some Schmoizler****** with your handlebar-moustached ale-bench neighbour.....
No problem. I´m sure I can handle that.
So just dish this Zany Carter now.  |
Memo to self: do
not get involved in drinking game with Ravenne.