Even when you are Dead the Cleavage continues

So it appears that the Drinking Man is finally dead. Kentucky is gone. The Consul is busy shagging down Lambeth way and I’m left wondering what happened to all the money. The good news is that we have remembered a few good drinking companions and sessions, drank great beers, and enjoyed some fine cleavage. In the end you’ll realize that beer and cleavage are really the only things that matter anyway. Long live the Drinking Man …