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And drinking tea and eating cucumber sandwiches with the crusts cut off.
Amusingly enough the one time I met you, I recall you had no difficulty throwing up but that was because you had drunk five pints of beer.
(, Mon 13 Jun 2011, 5:12, archived)
Five???
Low tolerance?
(, Mon 13 Jun 2011, 5:13, archived)
No shit.
Admittedly that was 4 years ago when he had first moved down to London and realised that the bitters down here aren't as piss-weak as they're given credit for- they're just served flat which makes them easier to neck down.
(, Mon 13 Jun 2011, 5:19, archived)
Forgiven

(, Mon 13 Jun 2011, 5:22, archived)
True though
Living from north to south throughout this country I've noticed that you get less head on a pint the further south you go- which makes it all the more drinkable.

I live in South Essex- which used to be a desolate landscape as far as getting a pint from a hand-pull was concerned. There was a real-ale revival and now I have six pubs within 10 minutes walking distance that all have a selection of well-kept real ales. Two of those have won regional CAMRA pub of the year awards multiple times. The choice is mine now.
(, Mon 13 Jun 2011, 5:27, archived)
There's an english guy here who has started a mircobrewery.
Cider and IPA (7.2% by volume) Things are looking up!
(, Mon 13 Jun 2011, 5:30, archived)
That's happening all over the world.
I'm looking at selling up in the UK and doing it myself if I can find the right country.
(, Mon 13 Jun 2011, 5:32, archived)
Saudi Arabia or Iran look full of prospects!
No competition.
(, Mon 13 Jun 2011, 5:34, archived)
Lebanon is an interesting prospect

(, Mon 13 Jun 2011, 5:39, archived)
Heineken manufacture in Lebanon.
You'd probably have to pay a huge bribe to get any form of licence to brew there....
(, Mon 13 Jun 2011, 5:42, archived)
You're going to have to do that most places.
That's why I wrote Goa off and Thailand.
(, Mon 13 Jun 2011, 5:44, archived)
In my defence
I'd spent the entire previous day drinking, and topped it off with some dodgy street drugs in Soho. Wound up in the Isle of Dogs, not bad going on foot from Westminster; at 6am. Bed, and then out for a drink with you lot at noon. And I distinctly remember drinking lager, as it was the curry that triggered the heave.

Not saying it didn't happen, but I object to the ludicrous accusation that five pints is my limit.
(, Mon 13 Jun 2011, 5:56, archived)
In your defence I added two pints to make you look like less of a poof.
It was three.
(, Mon 13 Jun 2011, 6:13, archived)
Now you're just being malicious.

(, Mon 13 Jun 2011, 6:51, archived)