My last experience was in 1989 when I bought a novel pretend barrel of beer with a little side end tap, 26 years later I had forgotten why I had chosen not to repeat the experience until last night.
I am currently on an alcohol reduction diet enforced by my girlfriend, I would normally get 2.5 glasses from a decent bottle of beer. 3 bottles consumed of an evening (by which time I like her a lot but she doesn’t reciprocate this love) but succumbed to a new 3 glass rule and bought myself a keg of Hobgoblin.
After reading the instructions fully I set the cask in place, made ready for operation, pressed the button and looked in horror at the large glass of shaving foam it produced… however a decompression valve at the top should undoubtedly cure this problem, no it doesn’t it reduces the flow to something in line with the last spurt of urine after a leisurely pee.
As you can imagine this creates a lot of “what are you doing in the kitchen” questions, gone are the days of open bottle and pour, back in two mins, now it is fill 3 glasses with froth, wait for them to settle and hopefully get one decent glass, toped up with a micro piss stream.
Who ever thought of these things is without doubt a cunt, they are impractical. Time wasting and frustrating.
My next plan will be to introduce the bloody thing to Mr Tin Opener see if that works.
Nominated by: Lord Benny




