You make it sound as if vomiting in the dairy aisle and fighting with Fruit Loops is unusual. Toucan Sam is a wise-@$$ and someone needs to take him out!
Growler fill stations are becoming like slot machines in Nevada. And this is not a bad thing…
Just watch out for that trio of murderous miniature misfits – at any moment one of them could snap, crack you over the head with a bottle of organic skim and pop you in the oven.
I was about to say that growler bars are a fairly regular thing in liquor stores here in Alaska, but then I realized that in other states you can actually TASTE the beer, too. As someone who works behind one of said growler bars (and has to deal with at least one person a day asking for a taste because there’s no reason for them to know all of Alaska’s draconian liquor laws like those who serve/sell it do), I honestly wish we could offer tastes. But let’s face it, this protects the employees as much as the customers. Considering this is a job in retail, if I had the opportunity, I’d definitely put my mouth under one of the taps and open it. And then I’d keep drinking until the customers were no longer a pain to deal with.
Is this … is this actually a thing? A real thing that exists?
WHY WAS I NOT INFORMED???
I mean, this is like when I saw a headline saying, “Eccentric musician Enya lives in a castle alone with her cats and her 91 million pound fortune.” WHY DID NOBODY TELL ME THIS WAS AN OPTION???
So, you’re saying now, that I could have lived as a reclusive hermit in a castle surrounded by cats, only emerging to go to the grocery store to get drunk? WHY IS THIS NOT MY LIFE?
I always fight with The Cap’n… hoisting that rank all over the place. Someone had to put him in check
Actually, if you go by the stripes on his sleeves, he’s only COMMANDER Crunch. Real Captains have four stripes. He only has three.
You make it sound as if vomiting in the dairy aisle and fighting with Fruit Loops is unusual. Toucan Sam is a wise-@$$ and someone needs to take him out!
Growler fill stations are becoming like slot machines in Nevada. And this is not a bad thing…
Come on, Adam! Tou-can do it!
Just watch out for that trio of murderous miniature misfits – at any moment one of them could snap, crack you over the head with a bottle of organic skim and pop you in the oven.
Who you really need to watch out for is that borderline manic tiger. What’s he on that everything is so greeeeaaat?
That reminds me of this comic from the 1980s:
http://www.platypuscomix.net/otherpeople2/arnoldcomic2uo4.jpg
I was about to say that growler bars are a fairly regular thing in liquor stores here in Alaska, but then I realized that in other states you can actually TASTE the beer, too. As someone who works behind one of said growler bars (and has to deal with at least one person a day asking for a taste because there’s no reason for them to know all of Alaska’s draconian liquor laws like those who serve/sell it do), I honestly wish we could offer tastes. But let’s face it, this protects the employees as much as the customers. Considering this is a job in retail, if I had the opportunity, I’d definitely put my mouth under one of the taps and open it. And then I’d keep drinking until the customers were no longer a pain to deal with.
You have bars in grocery stores…? That’s it, I’m moving to the US right now. NO WALL WILL STOP ME.
Is this … is this actually a thing? A real thing that exists?
WHY WAS I NOT INFORMED???
I mean, this is like when I saw a headline saying, “Eccentric musician Enya lives in a castle alone with her cats and her 91 million pound fortune.” WHY DID NOBODY TELL ME THIS WAS AN OPTION???
So, you’re saying now, that I could have lived as a reclusive hermit in a castle surrounded by cats, only emerging to go to the grocery store to get drunk? WHY IS THIS NOT MY LIFE?
The short answer is because you are not rich or crazy enough to afford this lifestyle.
How do you know that? I mean, okay, “rich” might be tricky, but I guarantee you that I can manage that second part.