You are about seven years too late mate.

I love it when I am in a bar or brewery, and I am not the only person drinking the cask ale.

My missus would be there to actually do some food shopping.

Wait, what happened to the G train?

Can the unnamed consumer organization taste the difference?

... over the past two weeks, we had hiked through rudimentary trails in all manner of potentially snake-infested terrain and hadn’t gotten a bite, so to speak.