So it's Saturday night, and in order to have a couple of Guinness I have to buy the can or bottle just to pour it myself into a pint glass. Would never drink what they pass off as The Black Stuff in American bars.
But it's all good - since the Mrs have gone and hid somewhere with her teen novel I am rockin' out with some old Metallica.
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