Lovely stuff
The bar I frequent for its Peroni never seems to have the appropriate glass available, mostly because people nick them. I've never been bothered about the type of glass I drink out of until I was served Peroni in a Fosters glass. Blasphemous.
(Darth Foxtrot A one-man army dedicated to making fetch happen, Wed 25 May 2011, 10:51, 2 replies, latest was 14 years ago)

served Peroni in anally violated by
( Davros' Granddad a voice of calm reason in a world of spastics., Wed 25 May 2011, 10:53, Reply)

"Violated" implies it was a struggle

(Darth Foxtrot A one-man army dedicated to making fetch happen, Wed 25 May 2011, 10:54, Reply)

I'm sure it started out as one
but then as the coolness of the glass probed the rim of your quivering rectum, you realised that there was no use in struggling and caved in, quite literally.
( Davros' Granddad a voice of calm reason in a world of spastics., Wed 25 May 2011, 10:56, Reply)

Perhaps once upon a time
I have an anus like the TARDIS these days. And no, I don't mean that if it explodes it will destroy the universe. As has been proven a couple of times this morning already.
(Darth Foxtrot A one-man army dedicated to making fetch happen, Wed 25 May 2011, 10:58, Reply)

The £3.40 place has to serve it in Kronenberg glasses for the same reason
It doesn't actually take very much away from it.
( Agnostic Antichrist Baltimora, Wed 25 May 2011, 11:01, Reply)