Thursday, August 7, 2008

A beer making poem for Brad

Damn it Brad!
Four hours ago we sat on this very couch
Watching a man we wish we were
Make a beer from the heavens

So we left
And went to the Beer Depot
Where we realized our calling from
THE ALL MIGHTY LORD (THIS COULD BE JESUS)

We started our new craft
Our souls are filled with inspiration
You would scream out in joy
in exotic ecstasy as our product brewed

Through tears, pain, and smiles
We watched as a pot of water became a tool
A tool to get smiles on cold hearted women
A tool to get friends to speak words of wisdom

Hours came and hours went
But in the end we were kings
Kings of the brew
Kings of the sweaty, passion filled nights to come.

Bring on the strawberry flavored condoms...... bitches

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