At the market.
So after my couch sitting outting this weekend, we had another brainstorm. (it may have been during the couch sitting outting, its hard to tell where true genius starts) Guinness tastes like a tall frostly mikshake right? So what happens if you were to put ice cream INTO the Guinness? Well, one quick stop at the store later and we were prepared to find out. What do you buy when you go to the store on a Saturday night? I'm not sure if this effected the testing in any way, but we decided at some point to drink the other six beers before performing the experiment on the last two. Here's my conclusion: it wasn't bad. Just kinda made the drink very creamy. Overall it mostly just made me want a milkshake. Which is odd because drinking Guinness generally makes me want more Guinness. Maybe the icecream is more powerful than the beer; or more likely I just didn't really want to get tore up again that night. I wasn't going to post this, but then another friend told me about York Castle Tropical Ice Cream on Georgia. They apparently have a Guinness flavored icecream, which makes me feel a little less foolish for expecting the best. Honestly though, what are the chances that I'd stumble onto the correct proportions and serving style on the first try? I think this is something I should aspire to perfect.
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Ahahahaha... I see wine coolers... oh man, I hope those didn't go in the same bellies as the black stuff.
Shut-up. They're refreshing.
no, you shut up.... B&J's the most embarrasing thing in this post! Are you trying to grow a vagina or what?
Oh give me a goddamn break. What else could possibly be the 'most embarrasing thing' in this post? The OJ? The manly beer? Dear god, not the sausage??? The most embarrasing thing about this post is your whining. Hey susan, little tip here, when you're defensive about your feminine side, it just makes you look all the more girly. Just shut-up and come on over for a fuzzy navel. They're not WHINE coolers.
There's acknowledging your feminine side, ie exploring your emotions, admitting that you can actually sit through the occassional rom com, and coming to grips with the fact that you should invest in a pair of nail clippers... but drinking wine coolers is more akin to shoving a tampon up your urethra... its just too far. Moreover placing Guinness in that proximity to the stuff is like wearing a clown suit to church, show a little decorum.
Whoa, whoa, whoa. First off everyone knows I don't have any emotions. Second "admitting that you can actually sit through the occassional rom com" makes it sound like you don't enjoy them. Like you don't go see them in theatres. In the middle of the day. By yourself. And feel terribly akward because you're the only non-middleaged house wife in the theatre. And thirdly; maybe you're right. That juxtaposition of beverages is just silly. Even entertaining. From now on I'll make sure to photoshop everything that might be comical or interesting out of the pictures I post here. Thank you sir, for showing me the folly of my ways. I'll also admit that trying to grow my own vagina isn't a worthwhile pursuit. Is your mom still renting her's out hourly?
Methinks the blogger doth protest too much, contrary to his own logic. My mother's vagina therefore, is most likely of no interest to him.
Alright I'm going to have to end this with the ever indomitable THBPBPTHPT. The thinking man's trump card.
I'd like to thank the parties involved, its nice to have a good old-fashioned flame war every once in a while.
Especially one that uses proper punctuation and grammar.
Now class, don't you go trying this on your own. I'll slap you in detention so fast your comment button will spin.
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