After inadvisedly smelling a half-pint of shandy, Simon developed catastrophic beercontinence and uncontrollably voided his bowels in the middle of a busy supermarket.
Geoff’s beercontinence was the stuff of legend, particularly among the staff at the Travelodge who remain in therapy to this day.
Brunhild in
German: “Arnfried, did you
literally just cack your underpants during our first date?”
Arnfried also in
German: “It is not my fault. The strong Munich pilsener has rendered me beercontinent.”