Gentleman Farmer Has Never Left The Country
Perhaps THIS will get him to reconsider.
THERE is something perversely satisfying about soaking in a tub of beer. First there is the yeasty aroma of malt and hops, followed by a warm and sticky sensation as the brown liquid envelopes your body. You think to yourself: this must be every lad's dream. Whatever comes next will surely have to involve a supermodel, an Aston Martin and a fat cigar.
Comments on "Gentleman Farmer Has Never Left The Country"
Not true. I have SO left the country. I've not only been to Canada, but to both Massachusetts and California.
Not only would I NEVER pay for a beer bath, but I'll be damned if I'll pay to read an article about it behind the New York Times firewall.
If someone were to leak and publish the entire "Times Select" content, would their editorial board hail that person as a whistleblower and a patriot? Or sue the shit out of 'em?