Posts Tagged ‘Beer’

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Hey guys, I’m not sure why this was never posted, although there is several authors who could have posted this particular story.Viking longship

So, I will tell it. At least as well as my fading memory will allow me to. If I am missing something, I apologize, but perhaps LuzOb, Drezirale, or Ullersson could fill in the blanks, they were there as well.

I don’t remember the date, and even to attempt to give one would be an insult to all of you, I do know it was a warm night in June or July (another reason some of my memories are fading).

But first, go ahead and click play on the song below and continue reading.

The plans had been made, LuzOb and Ullersson were going to meet for drink, cigars, and all the festivities that go along with those. And that is were the story begins. Soon after Drezirale joined the party.

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Luz Brews Booze

Posted: December 3, 2011 by luzob in Random
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That’s right, you heard it from here… I am officially in the process of making beer!

I would say I am halfway through the brewing process, but since now is when it actually almost tastes like beer, I officially call it beer!

I took a sample (as it is about halfway through the beer-making process) and I was surprised… it was albeit flat… BEER!

Wanna see a pic?

This is beer (almost)

So there it is! The brew will be bottled as of this week and in-bottle conditioning will continue until sometime around Xmas. This bad boy was made with one of those pre-made concentrates, but as soon as my skills develop I’ll get more adventurous…

and of course I still fucked with it a lil bit… but all I added was allspice.

Okay that’s it for now, expect an update around bottling time.


Posted: August 13, 2011 by fischfail in Alcohol
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I don’t advocate drinking and driving, unless you are dumb enough to drink and drive. Then, by all means, be my guest.

On a side note, beer = good. That is all.

P.S. This post has been edited. I’m not exactly sure how I managed to spell “Alcohol” incorrectly…  ANNNNNNNNNNNDDDDD, I do advocate drinking beer. Crack one open and enjoy fuckers.

So here is a little story from a long time ago, a much simpler time. I didn’t have a care in the world.

Hell I was in Delray for Christ sakes, a mini community in Southwest Detroit, riddled with crime and crack heads on every corner although that’s beside the point.

A friend and I were walking the streets in search for some reefer!

We knew exactly where to get some too.

Or so we thought!

Mind you there were no street lights; you couldn’t see shit except the metal bars over the windows of houses with their lights on. Seemed to me like that’s living behind bars. (Pun intended)

Anyways, we walked a few blocks over to look for our buddy that could get us a stash quick.

Frightened slightly as we walked towards the house, yet excited at the same time, we finally arrive.

So we knocked and knocked and no answer “shit” I said “shit” now what are we going to do?

All of a sudden a man appeared from the side of the house, beer in one hand and a blade in the other.

Oh shit I thought, what the hell is happening, who is this guy? Ha it was our buddy’s dad but he was too drunk to recognize us.

He says “what the phuck you want? Why are you knockin on my door?” Now imagine someone totally wasted saying that! Really funny if you get imaginative!

Anyways back to the story

I said “Cass and I are looking for your son” and he quickly replied “who’s that”. Befuddled at this point and wondered who I was really talking to.

Well our buddy’s father quickly got annoyed by us and approached me fiercely as I stood my ground like I was going to do something haha!

Still while holding his beer he grabs his blade and places it on my thigh as if he was going to stab me. Yes! Yes! I was scared!

While I feared for my life I looked for some help, I turned to Cass but where did he go? He went to get help I know he did….. phuck no that punk was two blocks down standing behind a tree watching me from a distance. Little dick head hahaha good times.

My buddy’s dad finally took the blade off my thigh, mind you still holding that phuckin beer can and let me go. I ran away like the Michael Johnson in the 1996 Summer Olympics 200 meter dash… I am not kiddin ya!

Double record holder Michael Johnson still hol...

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Now that’s a memory I will never forget!