"Sergeant Withers, round up some volunteers. When the smoke clears and the dust settles, have a couple of your men run out there to the test site and quaff a few of those brewskis. I want to know how they taste. Got it, Sergeant?"
"Uh . . . Yes sir! Right away, sir!"
Beer and the Apocalypse
Originally posted 22 Sep 2012 on Google+