i don't drink anymore but rolling rock schmitts schaffer yueling straubs erlanger pennsylvaia pilsner neuweiller
but if i were invited to the international beer festival and Dread Zepplin was the bar band i think i would fall off the wagon untill then its just on St patricks day if a fine Lass would like to shave me, which from past expeirences creates blizards and strong rains/ hail
I was thinking of starting an online ministry to the deranged and downtrodden i gunno name it something catchy like the church of the 2% ers
i want to put on robes and the garb and this is the catch, boxing gloves
Suckerpunch from Jesus you all talk about Faith but would you take a punch for Jesus dunno ten bucks a Pop and you walk away with the humility and forgiveness and experience the turning of the other cheek... BTW do the snakehandlers have to sign waivers
if it took off and became big the TV angle would be prophetable the whole veiwershate that would create, the whole time thinking Jesus ain't gonna Punch the old lady in the wheelchair or walker and i look like Baba Ramdu acording to my hindi friends
Jerry would be a saint of circumstance and the rites and rituals would encorporate the recreational use of drugs, the forsaking of modernish technology, cummunal brotherhood complete with munchies and sense of place and purpose replaceing the old gaurd with a new and startling made for societys ills religion you don''t fall asleep to.
"let us discuss the mysteries of friction
has thouist enuff oil has thee divine spark has thee the mighty compresion has thou two wheel on the ground and chain of motion or belt of torsion are thy gears and sprockets duily lubed is thy wiring true and correct then thee may partake...."