So much nicer than it looks
If you weren’t from round these parts, and you visited the western world for the very first time, there’s no way in hell you’d order the massive flask of urine that seems to be the drink of choice amongst these weird limeys. Not only does it look revolting, it tastes of fizzy farmyards, and after a few glasses of the stuff everyone appears to be either licking one another’s mouths, cackling like maniacs, or repeatedly punching people in the face until the cops show up. This is surely some kind of crazy witches brew, and certainly to be avoided. WRONG on all counts. Pints of beer are brilliant. Put simply, without them – no one would ever get married, Friday nights wouldn’t actually exist, and great literature would be limited to stories about long walks, or boring monologues about the actual price of fish.
Ahh, sweet lager.