Sunday, January 16, 2011

Oh Tona, how I miss you...

As I sit vegging out in front of the television, sippin' on my Corona, I suddenly had this overwhelming urge to throw it away and go on an expedition to find the best beer in the world. Tona, my love. I am coming for you. I will find you. And I will drink you.

1 comment:

  1. You better believe there will be an ice cold 6-pack of Tona waiting for you upon your glorious arrival in Cuyahoga Falls.

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