Begone are the days when you rock up at a party with your cans of guinness and there is not a pint glass in the house so you are reduced to drinking your glorious bounty of stout from a teacup, filling occasionally and bereft of the visually mystifying settling sequence, behold the latest in fancy stuff here on coode street, the portable pint glass. A quick flick'o'de'wrist and away ya go. Great stuff.
Portable pint glass
Begone are the days when you rock up at a party with your cans of guinness and there is not a pint glass in the house so you are reduced to drinking your glorious bounty of stout from a teacup, filling occasionally and bereft of the visually mystifying settling sequence, behold the latest in fancy stuff here on coode street, the portable pint glass. A quick flick'o'de'wrist and away ya go. Great stuff.
Portable pint glass
Begone are the days when you rock up at a party with your cans of guinness and there is not a pint glass in the house so you are reduced to drinking your glorious bounty of stout from a teacup, filling occasionally and bereft of the visually mystifying settling sequence, behold the latest in fancy stuff here on coode street, the portable pint glass. A quick flick'o'de'wrist and away ya go. Great stuff.
a blast from the pas....future
Here is Finn and his partner in crime Oliver after a hard evenings playing around, kicking back watching a movie with a few pints of uncle Charlies homebrew. Somehow I can imagine these dudes in about 16 years doing the exact same thing....
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