Well we wouldn't be familiar (with cat's piss) if Pommie brewers didn't export it here

You still haven't explained how you know what cat's piss tastes like, you must have made a comparison somewhere   

Enjoy the points.

If this post was created before theguypc had a blog site, that would mean it only exists on the forums right? In which case, wouldn't he only be receiving points for his posts, not all responses? I thought that was the way it used to work, although I could certainly be wrong, since I have two blog sites and have never actually written an article.

My how things change. https://forums.wincustomize.com/?forumid=189&aid=119563#923076

You still haven't explained how you know what cat's piss tastes like, you must have made a comparison somewhere

Jafo...I'm leaving this one to you, seein' as how it's your baby to begin with and I'm now a teetotaller, on both counts.

Start a new thread boys!

But why, this is where the party's at - and parties & home brew go hand in hand, dontcha think!

I remember English beer as watery and luke warm....with an aroma that smelled like a pub urinal. I remember commenting in the Dunnies one time that'd it be easier to just pour it straight into the urinal and avoid 'the middle man'....

Well there ya go, Fuzzy, that's as close an explanation as you're gonna get....doesn't quite address the cat's piss analogy but nonetheless is consistent with the urine theory.

Can't say I wholeheartedly agree, though....used to home brew John Bull Best Bitter about 5 years back (imported ingredient)...appropriately chilled 'twas quite a nice drop too.
But, but, but Jafo, mostly I brewed and drank Coopers Bitter at around 8% alc vol...just in case you thought I hadn't left my Pommie ways back in the Old Dart

I've never brewed my own beer, though fortunately that's not a prerequisite for drinking it. Has anyone ever had a barley wine? Those have some kick, most around 10%. They're really heavy, though, so it's tough to drink it fast enough to really end up on the floor.

Still doesn't explain how you know what the taste is. I'll just assume you drink cat's piss because you have so little water

Actually I don't....closest I came was when some smart alec decided to recycle some of his beer into my stubby once. Lucky for him the smirk on his face and warm glass tipped me off and he only wore it, rather than having to swallow it himself, stubby 'n all. Practical jokes are one thing but I have zero tolerance for that sort of thing.

Oh, and you of course know the reason you should never ass-u-me.

Has anyone ever had a barley wine?

Yep, my Great Grandmother on my mother's side used to make it....was around 13 - 14 and wasn't supposed to, but yeah, I sampled a bottle or two, along with some of her blackberry wine, elderberry wine, dandelion & burdock wine. You know, the typical kid, the more I wasn't supposed to have something, the more I was curious and wanted it, so every so often I'd sneak a bit here and a bit there, that is until it was noticed some was unaccounted for, and my glassy eyes betryayed the 'but it wasn't me' story I expected her to believe. She may have looked like a frail old lady in her seventies, but she sure could pack a wallop. ...which I remember more distinctly than how the wine tasted

Oh, and Dr Guy, you can be first mate and in charge of the rum rations, plus the stash of grog in the hold the former cap'n must've been severely slippin' into when he made his first log entry

Aye, Aye {hic} Cap'n.   

Can I be a cabin boy?   

Orright, so where's this bloke (others) who was gonna ride this baby all the way to the bank...or was that the International School of Comedic Conspirators?

I'm still here...I was just havin' a spot of rum in the cabin whilst you folks was arguing about your cat piss of choice!

The OP created his blog on 9JUL06 and has not logged on since 11JUL06. He has not posted any articles.

I'm glad this was important to him.

I'm still here...I was just havin' a spot of rum in the cabin whilst you folks was arguing about your cat piss of choice! Ain't much rum rations left, starkers. Dr. Guy and I finished it all in a game of quarters last night!

Gidday Gid, nice of you to drop in while I was writing up the log....seems I'll have to make an extra entry now: "Pisspots drink rum rations, remember to go shopping at next port."

BTW: My younger brother was named Gideon, Gid for short, but sadly he's no longer with us....seeing your name reminds me of him, for the humour and cheekiness we shared.