USB Sake!

USB sake - Engadget - www.engadget.com

Well, the USB Sake is not as eloquently named as the USB Mamory, it can't detect ghosts, it doesn't smell like fish, and it's no, um, plate of spaghetti... but like the others, it's from SolidAlliance so we loves it just the same. But that peewee 256MB capacity makes it almost an insult to the world's most lethal fermented beverage. We likes ours dry and with a shaved cucumber slice.

W00t! Looks like I finally solved that usb drive problem I was having. Finally, a drive that speaks to the inner me. Now I just have to check and see if the sake ban applies to little teeny fake ones. Ummm...I know...sake ban? Well, it seems that I might have a teensy problem with the sake. Said problem may have caused all of my friends and the wife to prohibit me from consuming sake without written endorsement and unanimous consent of said friends (subject to veto by the wife). Since this is strictly hypothetical, it may have something to do with few unfortunate behavior patterns that I hypothetically develop under the influence of the aforementioned sake. Some hypothetical examples:

SAKE! should only be said at over 90 decibels.

Tendency to mimic incredibly stereotypical bad engrish accent (usually in the foolish Japanese restaurant that served it to me).

General belligerence.

Complete lack of filter between brain and mouth (I do so have one! You are only saying that because you have not witnessed the SAKE!).

Extreme horniness. That would be the wife's complaint. (which is totally unfair because it's not like I'm trying to have sex with her.)

Extreme horniness. Baa's complaint. (slightly more fair than the wife's complaint, but you know he wants it taunting me with those tight jeans.)

Me luv you rong time!