benefits of beer

 

Benefits of beer

Reasons To Like Beer by 7-Year-Olds

Benefits of beer

A handful of 7 year old children were asked, 'what they thought of beer.' Some interesting responses, but the last one is especially touching.


7-year-old Tim- 'I think beer must be good. My dad says the more beer he drinks the prettier my mom gets.'

7-year-old Melanie - 'Beer makes my dad sleepy and we get to watch what we want On television when he is asleep, so beer is nice.

7-year-old Grady - 'My Mom and Dad both like beer. My Mom gets funny when she drinks it and takes her top off at parties, but Dad doesn't think this is very funny.'

7-year-old Toby - 'My Mom and Dad talk funny when they drink beer and The more they drink the more they give kisses to each other, which is a good thing.'

7-year-old Sarah - 'My Dad gets funny on beer. He is funny. He also wets his pants sometimes, so he shouldn't have too much.

7-year-old Lilly - 'My Dad loves beer. The more he drinks, the better he dances. One time he danced right into the pool.'

7-year-old Ethan - 'I don't like beer very much. Every time Dad drinks it, he burns the sausages on the barbecue and they taste disgusting.'

7-year-old Shirley - 'I give Dad's beer to the dog and he goes to sleep.'

7-year-old Jack - 'My Mom drinks beer and she says silly things and picks on my father. Whenever she drinks beer she yells at Dad and tells him to go bury his bone down the street again, but that doesn't make any sense.'



My son, Scott, an insurance broker in Florida, loves ocean fishing and takes his cell phone along on the boat. One morning we were drifting about ten miles offshore as Scott discussed business on the phone.

Suddenly his rod bent double, and the reel screamed as line poured off the spool. Scott was master of the situation. "Pardon me," he told his customer calmly. "I have a call on another line."



Walter arrived at his office late one morning and was greeted with giggles from the pretty young receptionist.

"What are you laughing at?" asked Walter.

"There's a big black smudge on your face," said the girl.

"Oh, that!" said Walter. "That's easy to explain. I saw my wife off on a two-week vacation this morning; I took her to the station and kissed her good-bye."

"But what about the smudge?"

"As soon as she got on board, I ran up and kissed the engine."

France

"Barack Obama was in Germany today, and 100,000 people showed up. There were so many Germans shouting and screaming that France surrendered just in case." -Craig Ferguson

End Of The World. Or Is It?

The news and especially TV, went a little over board, if you know what I mean, when they were reporting on the LHC (Large Hadron Collider) at CERN, and the impending catastrophe when it swallowed the planet and spat us out into some blackhole or something.

If you are one of those who remember that, and have been using is to explain your insomnia, you can always check this site for the latest status on any catastrophic, earth-engulfing side effects.

According to the people at CERN, the smaller the object you are studying, the bigger the detector you need to see it. That's the reason you need something that is 27 kilometers around, instead of something smaller like a microscope that you would use to study bacteria. After all, we are talking about sub-atomic particle here...

Belly Button Lint

What is belly button lint?

"A mixture of clothing fibers and dead skin is "surfed" into the typical belly button by mid-weight happy trails", suggests Karl Kruszelnicki of the University of Sydney. According to Wired, Mena Suvari and Britney Spears were spared this indignity, as were our Cro-Magnon ancestors. Why? Mena's outie doesn't collect it, Brit's piercing blocks it, and Ogg's thick body hair stopped fuzz migration.

Destroy a meeting - How To Mini-Series

We were about 9 people in the conference room, meeting to discuss a new web portal. About 20 minutes into the meeting, I just had to message (SMS) another colleague across the table.

Me: This is sooo, boring.
He: I don't care, as long as I get my salary. Do you think this will lead to a physical fight?
Me: Let hope so, at least a cat-fight...
He: I hope there is a fight. There are a couple of others here I want to beat up.

Well, that was the end of the meeting, as far as I was concerned. Choking, I had to leave the room, before everyone ended up with coffee sprayed from my nose...

I Am Being Watched

I think that someone must have surveillance equipment set up in my car, because every once in a while, someone on the radio will tell me what what station I'm listening to. It's the same with the TV in my living room.

That really freaks me out, you know?

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