They had a remarkable device to pour beer. Like the toaster treadmill but for pouring beer. At a press of a button, 3 or 6 pints would be poured from mechanical udders. Then there was a wait of many lustrums before the till staff could grasp aforementioned beverage. Bonus points for the person in car park B singing Sweet Caroline whilst we waited for the barricades to be broken.
They had a remarkable device to pour beer. Like the toaster treadmill but for pouring beer. At a press of a button, 3 or 6 pints would be poured from mechanical udders. Then there was a wait of many lustrums before the till staff could grasp aforementioned beverage. Bonus points for the person in car park B singing Sweet Caroline whilst we waited for the barricades to be broken.
To be fair, they're fucking awful if you end up with someone in front of you puffing away all game. Mind, beats the guy smoking behind me a couple of weeks back.
Tbf I would rather have vape gas then that smell of B O from the geezer who looks like he has just stepped out of Mr Gs.
Then there are the twats who think it's alright leaning on your shoulder because they cant hold their beer and can hardly stand.
But hey put it behind you we got a draw.