WEISBEIR!

Over the summer my Uncle had brain surgery. Givin my mom's odd situation she was unable to fly to Germany to see him. On the otherhand my brother Errol hopped on a plane within three days of hearing the news. He spent the first month and a half with my uncle day, and night until he was out of the hospital with high hopes.
After putting in his helping hand with my Uncle he soon realized: "shit, i'm in germany right now, im 25, im not going to get another opprotunity like this again". He has now been there for four months, just finished his training to be an english teacher, and is loving life. He has a very "hupsch" girlfriend, and a great crowd of friends. Now, I'm pretty jealous of him; in Germany, Driving a Mini S, living the dream. Even giving all of thos great things, one of things that i am most jealous of is the fact that he is surrounded by a variety of amazing beers, in a country that loves igh quality beer. Being a beer lover myself, and also being stuck in college drinking Natty Ice, Steele Reserve, and Miller Highlife (The Champagne of Beer) one of the first questions i asked him was "how's the beer!?". Since i was currently video-chatting with him, the wise-ass that he is, grabbed a perfect beer mug, and an amazing weisbeir, and slowly poured it it, and took a big gulp of satisfaction in the end. In return a shotgun'd a can of Coors Light, and we both started laughing like idiots.