tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8911497808501023122.post6566050616991781868..comments2023-03-25T07:08:52.576-06:00Comments on Bowling in the Dark: Some Guy's Adventures Through the Pint Glass, Part 5Some Guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02967967300869065633noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8911497808501023122.post-38186479660000935172010-04-26T12:53:24.221-06:002010-04-26T12:53:24.221-06:00That mental image is making me feel a little nause...That mental image is making me feel a little nauseated.....Turbohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18274740298320709171noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8911497808501023122.post-36845755104912468882010-04-25T23:13:41.041-06:002010-04-25T23:13:41.041-06:00Thanks a lot, Mr. MacBandit. The mental image of y...Thanks a lot, Mr. MacBandit. The mental image of you in your tiny and revealing kiltlet will stick with me until I die . . . which, God willing, won't be long!Some Guyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02967967300869065633noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8911497808501023122.post-75139459112941638972010-04-25T14:04:20.860-06:002010-04-25T14:04:20.860-06:00The Scottish part of the Squid is throwing a caber...The Scottish part of the Squid is throwing a caber at you right now. Oh and I would be wearing my kilt, but it fit me in 7th grade, and would be like me wearing a hand towel now.<br /><br />Alas, I do not believe I have ever tasted a fine Scottish brew actually made in Scotland. Whiskey, sure. Beer, no.Squid Bandithttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06298677033670953455noreply@blogger.com