This week’s contributions are from the two Hobbits in the first team. By that I refer to Samwise Longee and his brother Samwise Vingee. On arriving at the club last Saturday night following a very long journey back from the land of mountains both were in a state of disrepair. Together they had viagra without a prescription clearly gone past the stage of being “tired and emotional” and were heading well into “exhausted and distressed”.
On finally discovering the location of the club bar the first asked for a pint of Fosters with a lager top. Now it takes an idiot to understand another and thankfully our bar staff were up to the mark and provided the first hobbit with a whole pint of his desired refreshment. Then came the second and said I want a beer, again rising to the mark the bar staff inquired, which beer do you want, a beer he said, there all beers he was told. After standing on the spot for a minute or so, not an easy feat for someone so well lubricated he said a Fosters Gold. He was clearly limiting himself to hobbit measures, or was it the only thing he could see at the time?.