89.9 in the shade
21 June 2006. Inspired by self-destruction that tastes of aniseed.
Somehow, last night and post-match, I ended up there, where a barman with a strange look in his eye served me that.
A small, glowing dog with string for hair, blue diamond ears and suede-tipped teeth spent the rest of the night chewing on my liver. It kind of tickled.