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Her Name Is Stella (Haiku) by Tascobar Golden elixir,
Sweetly crisp tipple of choice.
Promotes violence.
Up the ladder:
Society's Sharades
Down the ladder:
arise
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Posted: October 30, 2002 3:30 AM PST; Last modified: October 30, 2002 3:30 AM PSTWeighted score: 6.0356665 Overall Rank: 1233 Comments:
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Nicholas Jones @ 137.44.1.200
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30-Oct-02/5:20 AM
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An ode to the lager lout.
why must she cost so damn much?
Stella is reassuringly expensive, so they tell us.
Prententiously expensive you mean. Along with the barleywine. My boyfriend made beer 4 years ago. Best beer I ever tasted. I think I'll try my hand at it.
My brother blew up our shed making beer. Added too much yeast, or something. A hell of a bang was the result, anyway.
Now that's a funny story. I've been visually your brother as robust and healthy. I hope he's well.
I meant "visualizing".
Actually it was a different brother who blew up the shelf. But my brother is out of hospital today, doing really well. He's a resilient chap, he's reacted as if he's had a minor paper cut or something. Thanks for asking.
Shed, not shelf. Holy God I'm stupid today.
You must be getting your period.
At last! Maybe I'll go through puberty soon.
You've got lots of brothers. Now why does that excite me?
I have 2 brothers, both older than me. Both as bald as coots and with differing types of crankiness. Why that should excite you I can't imagine, they're not half as scintillating as me. Ahem.
Well now I'm definitely not excited. You've burst my fantasy bubble. And anyway, if you all were so scintillating then we'd never get down to business. I like a pretty lout every once in a while. They've no need for talk.
I'm sorry, but I can't have people being more excited by my brothers than they are by me. Sibling rivalry.
stay out of my pub, damn you!!!
GW, I'm bottling my latest, orange blossom honey/cherry ale, tonight.
Terrific, but why do you add all that sweet stuff to it?
The sugars in the honey and cherry extract ferment out; leaving only a hint of their flavour to comingle with the hops and malt.
remember the barley wine we had that night after a performance in upland at the old baldy brewery, that shite was 14% and indeed under the right circumstances promate violence..after all i did do "when the music's over" and fall writhing on my face..all for mum...you want to reschedule some studio time w/mathew let me know....i'll chANCE COMING OVER tomorrow for the kiddies traffic permitted and i'm not working...oh by the way tascobar...nice work...not that it ever is...i'm so fucking fond of ale and brando i have to say 10..on principle and for richard harris too AND A MAN CALLED HORSE..CHEERS!!!!!!!!!!!!10
I like Stella Artois, good beer. But, methinks Sierra Nevada Big Foot barleywine would cause a row and a ruction to begin.
I thought this poem was about "On the waterfront". Works for me.
Brando screams "Stella" in A Streetcar Named Desire".
pure piranha.
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