Ink Pen by Phil Dunlap for January 13, 2012
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January 14, 2012
Transcript:
tyr: A flagon of mead!! man: Sorry. I gotta cut you off, pal. tyr: Cut me off Why? Man: you've had, like, twenty five flagons. tyr: Bah! twenty five flagons wouldn't get an infant drunk where I come from! man: As wonderful as the land of drunken infants sounds, you can't have any mead. how's club soda? Tyr: Can I have it in a flagon?
Didn’t the flagon with the dragon have the brew which is true? Or was that the vessel with the pestle? Chalice from the palace had the pellet which is poison, no?