Sandra Bullocks Arse!! how do you manage to direct beer to different legs? It sounds a helluva trick, no matter what drinking position I’ve assumed, it’s always gone to both, albeit by various routes.
Mind you, that Yugoslavian brandy always seems to get me from the waist down only. Which is great when your sitting down having an erudite and intelligent conversation (translate that as ‘complete and dangerous bollocks’ to any one in earshot who hasn’t been drinking nectar from the Croats), but when I get up I find my ankle and knee joints have been replaced by omni-directional universal joints, and my feet are on ball castors. Luckily, while skating around with happy feet and swivelling knees, the still sober hand can maintain a firm grasp on the bottle. But not, sadly, reality.
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