Tuesday, April 1, 2008

Anti-Sam

I never really understood Sam Adams drinkers. I think you guys are all big fakers. Big New England loving fakers. Have you tasted that stuff? Wooh. So not a party in my mouth. If I had a bouncer for my mouth-parties Sam Adams wouldn’t be on the list. And neither would olives. Those guys can go hang out together someplace else and talk Revolution and The Acropolis or whatever olives and Sam Adams would talk about. And it seems if you live in Boston you have to like Sam. If you don’t you should probably relocate. Or go into hiding. Just don’t tell Paul Revere where you’re hiding. He’ll tell everyone.