Retro Kokanee Bag Tag

I came to the Kokanee store one day and as I approached, my eyes connected with that wonderful sign saying... End of season 50% off sale. It was love at first sight. I gazed into that beautiful sign and then looked at the hoodies that were available just beneath it. The blue one marked Kokanee beckons me like a long lost lover in one of those pulp novels. It said you know you love me. You know you want me and you desire me to be all over your chest. The hoodie was right and I had to give in to it spell. I picked it... THE one. It was almost as if the skies had opened and the trumpets of angels had descended upon the world bringing triumphant sounds of Glory has as the hoodie and I were United as one as Man and hoodie.
I was then told he was $25 and I realize that this was the dowry that I would have to pay to be one with it. I gladly paid for the quality and the sheer love that permeated through every single Stitch. I was then told that it's distant cousin, Kokanee draft ale, was there also for the taking and what I did to those cans of Kokanee ale can only be described as in love affair. A torrid love affair...... To be continued in the next exciting episode! Kokanee 2: Four Kokanees and a Pizza.

I came to the Kokanee store one day and as I approached, my eyes connected with that wonderful sign saying... End of season 50% off sale. It was love at first sight. I gazed into that beautiful sign and then looked at the hoodies that were available just beneath it. The blue one marked Kokanee beckons me like a long lost lover in one of those pulp novels. It said you know you love me. You know you want me and you desire me to be all over your chest. The hoodie was right and I had to give in to it spell. I picked it... THE one. It was almost as if the skies had opened and the trumpets of angels had descended upon the world bringing triumphant sounds of Glory has as the hoodie and I were United as one as Man and hoodie.
I was then told he was $25 and I realize that this was the dowry that I would have to pay to be one with it. I gladly paid for the quality and the sheer love that permeated through every single Stitch. I was then told that it's distant cousin, Kokanee draft ale, was there also for the taking and what I did to those cans of Kokanee ale can only be described as in love affair. A torrid love affair...... To be continued in the next exciting episode! Kokanee 2: Four Kokanees and a Pizza.