DT #344, 10 December 2014 (Old Golden Hen)   Leave a comment


Marston's Old Golden Hen


My job’s just to be
A janitor, not a cop.
Just make the mess good.

Name: Old Golden Hen
Type: golden ale
Venue: Royal Standard, Oxford

Review/notes: Running to the Butcher’s Arms but couldn’t find it so, wanting to see if I could find Gadget’s trail after lunch, I headed back toward the main drag and, generally, where I expected to find powder.  No luck, as it turned out but on my return to the labs found equipment that everyone should know better than to fuck up and yet fuck it up they did despite my warnings that the thing was easy to fuck up and up with which fucking would be imminent should they fucking try to fix it on their own…on their fucking own.  Oh, well, top 1% of the academic world and all (bunch of fucking assholes).

[DT =Daily Tipple, explained in DT #000 here]

Monthly consolidations/compilations: January

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