A Tale of Two Shitties
I am a drinking man.
We all know that. But with these new prices, it seems like I need to change my habits, or at least cut down in a major way.
But really, Kebab Centre, no fucking electricity? During the Bob Marley Commemoration weekend? I know, I know, you put the generator up so you could shift a few (curiously overpriced) beers, but come on! Surely you know someone at ZESA, it’s your biggest night of the year!!
Et tu, Book Cafe? SIX HUNDRED MILLION dollar cover charge? Granted, it’s only a couple of pints at the Scud (what the fuck?) but come on guys, if I want some Transit Crew in my life I don’t wanna leave all my beer shillings at the door, for fuck’s sakes.
And the Stormers fucking drew with the Waratahs. At home. I mean, seriously? Are you kidding me?
Anyway. I know Jah’ll never let us down.
