Saturday, 13 November 2010

13th November 2010 - 4

18:53 "50 cents, dad. Just 50 cents."
"25 cents, dad."
"50 euros then dad"

Lexie needs to hone his negotiating skills.

18:55 I get to finally taste my Abt. Yes, I'm continuing with Abt. Dark sky, fingers of death, me being a pisshead. Where was I? Dark, drunky delight. Abt. Why bother with any other beer?

"Good photo, Lexie"

"Can I have Black Ops?


1 comment:

Martyn Cornell said...

He's referring to the Brooklyn Brewery's "Black Ops" Imperial Stout, I assume - tell him it's far too strong for such a young lad.