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Remember the days we'd discuss Monkey Beer?

(, Mon 1 Jun 2009, 18:12, archived)
I do

(, Mon 1 Jun 2009, 18:13, archived)
*BOOMS UP TOP!*
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(, Mon 1 Jun 2009, 18:13, archived)
you have beautiful eyes

(, Mon 1 Jun 2009, 18:14, archived)
Heron Flight, anybody?

(, Mon 1 Jun 2009, 18:13, archived)
what's it taste like?

(, Mon 1 Jun 2009, 18:13, archived)
boy howdy!

(, Mon 1 Jun 2009, 18:13, archived)
There used to be photoshops of Sturdy Girl, Beattie and GMoS.
Now it's lies on QOTW and fat birds moaning on here.
I suggest we all get rid of the shit b3tans and get back to the good old days of talent and no girls.
(, Mon 1 Jun 2009, 18:14, archived)
i reckon we could stand to lose a few hundred, yes

(, Mon 1 Jun 2009, 18:22, archived)
Prepare the luring cake.
I'll fire up the boats with holes in.
(, Mon 1 Jun 2009, 18:23, archived)
i've readied the pie cannons, cap'n

(, Mon 1 Jun 2009, 18:36, archived)
I don't

(, Mon 1 Jun 2009, 18:14, archived)

that's how potent the beer was
(, Mon 1 Jun 2009, 18:15, archived)
i can't remember how the taste is described now :(
i remember it wasn't for the ladies though


Edit: clean and crisp?
(, Mon 1 Jun 2009, 18:16, archived)
I forget, too.
But yes. Not for girls.
(, Mon 1 Jun 2009, 18:20, archived)
talking about monkey beer again?
JMG. REPEATS. SELF.
(, Mon 1 Jun 2009, 18:17, archived)
Haha!

(, Mon 1 Jun 2009, 18:21, archived)
I could certainly do with a cool Monkey Beer right now.
Nothing beats its clean, crisp taste.
(, Mon 1 Jun 2009, 18:20, archived)
*FIRM handshakes*

(, Mon 1 Jun 2009, 18:21, archived)
the crisp taste of monkey beer
mmm-hmmm
(, Mon 1 Jun 2009, 18:22, archived)
it goes hand in hand with the foamy taste of monkey crisps

(, Mon 1 Jun 2009, 18:25, archived)
Nope
But I remember working in spoons in Fenham. Occasionally people would order food, then shift table.
We'd take the food out to the table, then half an hour later angry people would come up to the bar and complain that their food hadn't arrived. The old charvas sat at the table they'd vacated would've just munched it down, and we'd call the people who moved idiots.
(, Mon 1 Jun 2009, 18:25, archived)