Browar Amber Dear Browar, First off, let me say that I get a kick out of your beer! Your style of Bohemian Pilsner leaves a distinct aftertaste in my mouth, as if it was brewed from the enormity of inspiration that only the Adriatic coast can create. I have a dozen cases of your beer stored in my basement, and only for special occasions. And I am glad to announce that one such occasion has arrived. The other day, while drinking abroad, a group of my friends came up with the idea of having a drinking contest. The winner is going to receive a year’s supply of “free drinks” from the other members. My friends are all healthy drinkers, and I was reluctant about joining the contest at first. My nickname in the group is Li’l Miss, and for a somewhat good reason; I am easily intoxicated after two drinks. Don’t get me wrong, I hate the nickname, it is not only insulting to me, but to women everywhere. This is why I am writing to you today: I need your assistance in ending this ridiculous epithet.
Awaiting your assistance, NAME USED
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