Wednesday, August 01, 2007
Daily Douchebag: Heineken Beer

Name: Heineken lager beer
DOB: 1873
Occupation: getting bitches wasted
Hometown: Amsterdam, the Netherlands
Current residence: In my fridge and in my stomach
Douchebaggery: Normally I sing Heineken's praises, but this morning I'm recovering from a raucous ten-hour boozefest in which I managed to put away probably 25 frosty cold brew dogs. Then I made out with a hot chick, walked my dogs, and passed the fuck out. Now I'm crying out for a pox upon the house of whoever made this devil's brew, because I am hung over and I have a shit-ton of work to do today. Damn you, Heineken!
Wait...what am I saying? I'm sorry, beer! I didn't mean it...it's the hangover talking! I could never stay mad at you.
Labels: alcoholism, Daily Douchebag
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Then you'd love this place: http://www.heinekenexperience.com/
They give you tokens for free beer in the middle of the museum and again at the end. Free beer in a musuem? Awesome.
Course, the glasses are those poncy Amsterdam glasses that hold about 3 decent swigs of beer but y'know, you can't have everything in life..
They give you tokens for free beer in the middle of the museum and again at the end. Free beer in a musuem? Awesome.
Course, the glasses are those poncy Amsterdam glasses that hold about 3 decent swigs of beer but y'know, you can't have everything in life..
Those cries of angst have an air of profound history that I've heard before... Ah ha! Homer Simpson and the sandwich that he couldn't get himself to throw away after the mayo had turned. "Oh sandwich... How can I be mad at you?"
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