tiger: for nowhere man (and any other tiger that visits)
It's been awhile since I last dedicated a picture for a fellow blogger. So Stewart, ich schenke ein kaltes bier. Viel Spaß noch.
There's nothing like a cold beer to wash down the troubles of the day. I prefer a whiskey soda but if beer's all you got, I ain't fussy. Champagne for the common man perhaps. A bubbly golden liquid. But the beer-breath burping I can do without.
Yeah Karen, not the same innit?