Fuck the Southeast

Post by **SCIN** » Mon Feb 09, 2004 1:41 am

So here I am in my hotel room in Georgia. I'm so psyched to get a 6-pack and enjoy my luxurious room. Then I remember...........SHIT! I'm in the South and it's Sunday. No alcohol sales.

I swear I wish I could get my hands on the god damned jesus freaks who pushed that fucking law. I need a fucking beer you fucking JESUS FREAKS!

Post by **Andrew** » Mon Feb 09, 2004 1:59 am

wait until midnight to buy the beer, becuase that way you will still think its sunday. Sucks to be you I have a Great Lakes Brewery Elliot Ness in my hand. Mmmhhhhh.

Post by **rhunt** » Mon Feb 09, 2004 2:13 am

There are other ways the catch a buzz in the south... 8)

Post by **SCIN** » Mon Feb 09, 2004 2:25 am

Andrew wrote:wait until midnight to buy the beer, becuase that way you will still think its sunday. Sucks to be you I have a Great Lakes Brewery Elliot Ness in my hand. Mmmhhhhh.

You suck dude. I'll get you for that one.
Ohhhh....beeeer how I miss beeeerrrrrrrrrrrrrr...

I'm researching it on the internet and it sounds like hotels are excluded from the law. I went downstairs and there are people sitting around in the bar drinking so I might be in luck. I hate bars though. I'm hoping room service will deliver me some brews.

Post by **SCIN** » Mon Feb 09, 2004 2:32 am

rhunt wrote:There are other ways the catch a buzz in the south... 8)

It ain't about the buzz man. It's about the beer. Oh how I miss you my lovely and beautiful beer. I taste your dark hops and yeast like a wonderful pot of luscious love. I remember the lovely times we had like a little bird dancing in a fountain. Oh how I miss thy beer. I hear you clink against your brothers when I open the fridge. You all clink together like the most beautiful bells in the world. You are my liberty bells my little friends. Do you hear me calling for you? I remember this Friday night when I saw you, Oatmeal Stout, sitting in the brrrr cold room in the Liquor Barn. Then we felt each other's passion in the air like it was meant to be. I took you home and you became my pet. I adopted you made you mine. But I neglected you, I admit it. I left you at home thinking I would find a distant relative of yours in Georgia. But now I know there is nobody like you. Oh my poor beers.

Post by **lordjim_2001** » Mon Feb 09, 2004 2:45 am

Not don't you wish there was a beer tag for html

M

Post by **Artsay** » Mon Feb 09, 2004 2:58 am

I think I'm jealous!

Post by **andy_lemon** » Mon Feb 09, 2004 3:38 am

No alcohol sales on Sunday in several states in the North too... Indiana sucks too eh.

Post by **SCIN** » Mon Feb 09, 2004 3:54 am

Relief.
Room service just brought to me:
2 beers

Hotels are indeed excluded from the gay church laws.

Post by **rhunt** » Mon Feb 09, 2004 4:27 am