Wednesday, July 13, 2011

Booze...in 50 Words or Less: Stella Artois

Stella Artois
Before tastebud expansion, Stella Artois was my joint. I'd roll up to a bar, say "Stella Artoys," and sit with my rockin' goblet like a member of King Arthur's court. Chicks flocked! Until I bought them a drink. Then they'd leave. Pretty good, but nasty aftertaste down at bottom.

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