First things first, Beck's Sucks.
Maybe it's just that no one drinks this shit, or that it's in a green bottle. There's really no way for me to tell any of those things this instant, what I can tell though isn't good. Beck's sucks. It's got that skunky undertone from oxidized beer, that may be intentional however since it's the only flavor present. What I do know is that this doesn't adversely affect the alcohol much, which is good because I need something to keep me from trying to insight the germans to re-invade france.
It would seem, that in a bold Democratic and pro-worker move, the French rail line is going on strike tomorrow. I can't seem to get confirmation for that, but the DeutcheBahn employee seems utterly convinced of it. I considered taking the bus to France tonight, but expect that would just end in disaster.
[The scene: Humanity show down showcase, entertainment programing for the modern age.]
Bil: In a startling move of free market democracy Johann has won another day in Köln! Brian, tell him about his showcase of prizes!
Brian: Well Bil, first he's won a night without a curfew, 2 Euro crappy ass beer, but most importantly he's landed in a web of indetermination, and may never be able to leave Europe. Like the Jews in 1939, he's trying to flee to the United States but can't get on a transport. He doesn't get to see the Iffel Tower, Musee di Rodin, or any of that other shit in Europe. In fact, the hostel he had a reservation for will absolutely cancel it since there is no way in hell he'll arrive in paris before 9pm. Not only that, but the trains may be halted all day... meaning he may also have won an overnight bus to Paris and 48 hours of wakeful transit.
Bil: Wow, that sounds like something!
Brian: Not only that Bil, but he may has also won "No day of rest." That's right, since he's been in Europe for 21 days his employer has locked his work account for having not changed the password, so he has no way of learning of any crazy last minute fuck up to the schedual nor of informing anyone of his predicament.
Bil: That's amazing! Johann, have you got any thing to say to the audience?
Johann: Uh... I guess I'll have another Becks.
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It would seem, that in a bold Democratic and pro-worker move, the French rail line is going on strike tomorrow. I can't seem to get confirmation for that, but the DeutcheBahn employee seems utterly convinced of it. I considered taking the bus to France tonight, but expect that would just end in disaster.
[The scene: Humanity show down showcase, entertainment programing for the modern age.]
Bil: In a startling move of free market democracy Johann has won another day in Köln! Brian, tell him about his showcase of prizes!
Brian: Well Bil, first he's won a night without a curfew, 2 Euro crappy ass beer, but most importantly he's landed in a web of indetermination, and may never be able to leave Europe. Like the Jews in 1939, he's trying to flee to the United States but can't get on a transport. He doesn't get to see the Iffel Tower, Musee di Rodin, or any of that other shit in Europe. In fact, the hostel he had a reservation for will absolutely cancel it since there is no way in hell he'll arrive in paris before 9pm. Not only that, but the trains may be halted all day... meaning he may also have won an overnight bus to Paris and 48 hours of wakeful transit.
Bil: Wow, that sounds like something!
Brian: Not only that Bil, but he may has also won "No day of rest." That's right, since he's been in Europe for 21 days his employer has locked his work account for having not changed the password, so he has no way of learning of any crazy last minute fuck up to the schedual nor of informing anyone of his predicament.
Bil: That's amazing! Johann, have you got any thing to say to the audience?
Johann: Uh... I guess I'll have another Becks.
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