Welcome
to the greatest fraternity ever conceived. I get goose bumps just
thinking about the Friday in the Hacker tent. The thirsty patrons begin
a slow, building noise as they pound on the tables waiting impatiently
for the clock to strike the magic hour when the first masses filled with
Munich Gold are marched into the tent. Then it happens. The security
throws open the doors and the servers bust threw carrying a near
impossible mountain of glass masses topped with foaming heads and filled
with the most brilliant gold color as the sunlight from outside pours
into the tent and illuminates the masses. The crowd erupts with
ebullient cheers. You rush to get your hands on the first one and
then……Well, for the rest of this story you will have to wait until we
meet in Munich and I buy you your first mass. I will be the one wearing
the green hat.
Prost!!
Cirrhosis Maximus
ROY 2012
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