To make it onto this blog, a story has to be somehow beer-related. I believe this one qualifies, although it might be a stretch. It appears that old standbys of a fly decal or Hanoi Jane's picture on the inside of a urinal have given way to technological, um, "advancement" in the realm of urinary accuracy.
Yet who knows what social wonders this invention could engender? Perhaps males will now follow in the footsteps of their female dates and leave for the toity en masse to engage in a manly challenge? And, of course, the more beers you "rent" the longer you can play. Just remember that driving home is decidedly NOT a video game.
Yet.
Cheers! (And good aim!)
The PubScout
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