The musings of Tyson, the anarchic beerhound, as he sups his way through life's bitter vale of tears.
Eating a lot of cheese along the way.
Why don't they just use the facilities in the pub before leaving? Or do they all have pea-sized bladders?
Logic fades as alcohol intake increases
Can anyone who reads this site claim never to have wet their boots in an unauthorised place? I doubt it! Most Antipodeans would swear that a lemon tree positively thrives on a good sousing.
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