I saw this one lunchtime in the street near my office. I was with one of my colleagues at the time, and he told the beer: "I've drunk your babies."
Journalists can be strange.
You know you've been subbing too hard...
...when you start hallucinating a giant glass of beer whenever you walk past a pub.
I saw this one lunchtime in the street near my office. I was with one of my colleagues at the time, and he told the beer: "I've drunk your babies."
Journalists can be strange.
I saw this one lunchtime in the street near my office. I was with one of my colleagues at the time, and he told the beer: "I've drunk your babies."
Journalists can be strange.
2 comments:
Whoa, an anthropomorphic pint of Pride! Do you actually work in heaven, or what?
I don't see any legs, so hope that means it can't run away...
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