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The Mad Brewer Presents |
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Germany Belgium France |
Brendan's Birthday Bash The crowd gathers early, to get a good seat.
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We're just getting warmed up now. |
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Beerica, Beerica, Beerica... Yea, we know. |
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Congratulations on another year older. |
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An now for something completely different, as Benny is inducted into the "Order of Pleck". |
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These Malts have wandered a long way from San Fracisco. |
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...And over here there's this special grain grown only in the backyards of ex-mayors, and other Gadbouts... |
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On the Left, Order of Pleck, on the Right, some order. |
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Wine is all that is left to drink, because a certain Bob did not share the Duvel. Bastard. But at least it's red wine today. |
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Caped Crusader, my arse. |
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A true Flanders afficianado. And a very unusual fashion statement to boot. |
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Two boys from Flanders? I think I'll wait for the movie. |
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Well, it's late, and time to move on. How about some cider. |
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