Monday, June 30, 2008

A Drunkard's Worst Fear"

It's 1:30 in the morning. There's a beer, in a fridge, in a beer-drinker's home. And that beer is cold. Who do you want grabbing that beer? Some beer-filled drunken slob, who's more likely to drop that beer, try to open it, and end up spraying it all over himself and his home? Or an expeirienced beer-transportation engineer, specially trained to get that frosty beverage safely into the hands of the beer-drinker who desperately wants to quench his 5 minute thirst?

I know who I'd want.......

.................And they'd better show up soon. I want a beer, and I'm too drunk and lazy to get up and go get one... :-)

I'm Kenny G., and I typed this hunk of late late night, brain-rotting drivel.

- Kenny G.