I’m a boxaholic, ale admit it. I keep my desire bottled up until I’m a power keg. So when I saw this empty box, I could barley beer it any lager, and I had to hop right in.
Via Imgur.
I’m a boxaholic, ale admit it. I keep my desire bottled up until I’m a power keg. So when I saw this empty box, I could barley beer it any lager, and I had to hop right in.
Via Imgur.
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That is quite the stout collection of puns you have there.
Mike gets a little nuts with the puns sometimes, some people say he’s one beer short of a six-pack.
Beer nuts?
?
I make that face all the time.
Actually, that’s the face I make whenever I taste beer.
Ick.
I’m with you. Mead, yes. Beer, no.
I LOVE beer, especially Craft Beer IPA’s and local bitter in England. Oh, and Guiness – and Porter – and….. NOT BUDWEISER!
Guinness and cidre are my favorites. Cidre in summer, Guinness
in colder weather.
I remember we had a bit of a conversation about Guinness before. The funny thing is, tho’ I love beer I rarely drink it. I tend to drink wine for my regular tipple.
Same here re: beer.? People are always making me try it. I can’t stand the smell.? Afraid wine? hits me about the same way, smell-wise. I like hard cider though. Go figure!
I don’t like wine, either. Not a fan of hard cider, either. It tastes too much like beer to me.
One time, the Boycat got up on the counter and knocked a bottle of red wine out of the wine rack. The kitchen was not pleasant to me for the rest of the night (nor was my dad’s mood).
The cat’s purple feet were kinda funny, though.
If we had a rating system for the titles and descriptions not just the pix or video, I would give this one 5 out of 5 stars.
Ok, ok, enough with praising of the puns which I admit are superb but what about that tongue??!! That is one lovely pink tongue of supreme dwerpiness!! And that half closed eye makes me suspect someone helped finish off that six pack.
I was gonna ask…just how, exactly, did that box come to be empty in the first place???
This is what I came here to say! That leetle, pink tongue is killing me!!!
I, too, wondered about feline sobriety looking at that mug! Hair of the dog that bit ya, perhaps??
Cap’n Ale-hab facing his weissen whale.
Okay, you win.
Yo-ho-ho! 😀
Yep you win this tread.
Clearly things have come to a head with all the punning. I think we need to ap-pint Mike as our Punster-in-Chief!
“Ap-pint” – brilliant.
Yum. Just what punny body needs on a hot day! Cool, refreshing, foamy? Oh, well….
You’re all a bunch of mugs! Great thread.
I Gose here for a fun break, but this morning I feel like a fat tire. I still love all the rye sense of humor floating around everyone.
We all feel like that sometimes; hopefully only once in a Blue Moon. But orange you glad for the laughs?
Hee!