I got to talk to the little brother on the phone, eh? I tole him about all the stoopid things that has been said arownd here about him and the sicthewation he is in. He got kinda pissed offf cos he is under maximal stress right now, eh? The cops and the preechers are gettin' under his skin. Anyways, he wanted me to lanch a threade here for him when he hearn about some of the stuff people are sayin' here and it is this one.

Shane's question for all of youse is:

What if today was yer last beer! ???

What would you flippin' do? How would you take it? WOULD you take it? Well, you would flippin' have to, eh? Cos it would be the LAST one!

Shane says that he would flippin' cry without shame if he knew that today was his last beer. Then he would call all his friends arownd and have a flippin' wake. The beer would stand in a place of flippin' honour for all to see. It would have some ice packed arownd it. At the stroke of flippin' midnight Shane would open that beer and drink it...not fast like yewshual...but sloooow so as to taste every last drop. He would finally hold the empty bottle upside down and catch the last drops and foam on his tung. Then he would put his finger as far in the bottle as he could to get anything that was left in there. He would flippin' sniff the remainin' beer fumes till they was all gone.

Then he would bust out cryin' again cos the world as we flippin' know it would be OVER AND DONE!

Don't get real upset readin' about this, okay? I have seen the Molson's brewery. They are not gonna run out of beer any time soon, eh?

It is just a imagnigary idea, okay? Don't go jumpin' out of no windows. PUt that gun away! The beer is not gonna run out. No flippin' way! I can garan-dam-tee it.

- Don