Gary Lineker
No, I didn’t meet Gary Lineker, but did anyone notice the striking resemblance of Yusof Bin Ishak (The first President of The Republic of Singapore) to the aforementioned crisp-toting, fake tanning, former England striker? I think he might be moonlighting.
Pundit / President
In other news, I have found out about 2 great drinks. Matt, this one’s for you - Kickapoo Joy Juice. I can grab you a can if you wish. And the other one is part of a duet - “Anything” and “Whatever”. A genius scheme whereby they use up all the crappy drinks they have left over, and put them in random cans, so you never know what you’re going to get. Yum. I also had two drinks on Friday night, but felt a wee bit woozy. It’s to be expected when you’re drinking a “Graveyard” though. If you want to make them at home: Ingredients:
- 1/4 oz. Bourbon Whiskey - (more)
- 1/4 oz. Gin - (more)
- 1/4 oz. Rum - (more)
- 1/4 oz. Scotch - (more)
- 1/4 oz. Tequila - (more)
- 1/4 oz. Triple Sec - (more)
- 1/4 oz. Vodka - (more)
- Beer - (more)
- Stout - (more)
Instructions:
Mix the liquors in a beer mug in equal amounts. Top up the rest of the mug with half beer and half stout. Feel woozy. Make bokey face.
That’s it for now. However, as you may know, on the pretense that I would attempt to broaden my horizons and not say “No” to anything (aside from hard drug boozing and man-on-man sexytime), and because I am true to my word, Iarla and I have done something unspeakably stupid, intensely painful, instantly regrettable and aesthetically unpleasing.
Answers on a postcard.
