Propeller Skies

Saturday afternoon, I ventured OTP to the special circle of hell known as the Central Perimeter to participate in a beer festival with recurring Propeller Skies characters Lisa, Lori, Jim, and Mark. Low and highlights of the Dunwoody Beer Festival included:

• Mullets galore;
• Shirtless white trash;
• A distinct lack of hotties that were not my friends or marketing floozies; and
• Sierra Nevada Pale Ale - in contrast to other craptastic beers employing teams of blonde marketing floozies, the Sierra Nevada tent featured exactly one aged white dude because the beer tastes that fucking awesome.

Although I recommend the Dunwoody Beer Festival, the lack of hotties better damn well be fixed next year. Additionally, the t-shirt was a pain in the ass to carry around. Hopefully the organizers will omit the shirt and knock a few dollars off the price of admission next year.

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