Our writing words for the December meeting is beer and soldiers. everyone thinks it should be right up my alley.
I somehow stumbled in the Oktoberfest in Munich while I was attending NCO Academy a long time ago. A gigantic beer hall. What in the hell was going on? What were all these people doing. they were singing, dancing and drinking from huge steins. They tested the new beer by sloshing a pitcher on a wooden bench. Four men in leather britches sat for a minute. When they stood up, if the bench came with them the beer was ready. If the bench stayed on the floor, it was a bad brewing year. Never the less, they did not slow up. I fitted in like a native. hoho
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