Dear bar,
My brother (a senior in genetics at U of Wisconsin) and I (a graduate student in architecture and structural engineering at U of Illinois) drink a lot. Like now, for example. Now meaning while we write this, not while you read this (but that's probably a safe bet too). The more we drink, the more we are convinced we could pretty much be the greatest bartenders in the world. And the most attractive. We had a brief stint in juggling (ended due to severe trauma involving a knife routine we weren't quite prepared for), which would lend itself to the flippy bottle tricks Tom Cruise used in one of those movies where his outrageous amount of gayness is so thinly veiled.
Recently we toured what we thought was a brewery. Actually it was just a candy factory (again), but we still really liked it. Did you know that root beer barrels won't get you drunk? 17 cavities later and we just figured that out.
We have been to 5 Milwaukee Brewers games. Albeit only one was at County Stadium or Miller Park. Who would want to go to Wisconsin?
Thank you for your time and consideration,
Daniel L. Signorelli
Joseph R. Signorelli
Friday
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