Thursday, March 23, 2006


So you're at the bar and you spot a big fella making his way toward you (not in the Brokeback sense, but in the guy-walking-toward-you sense). He smiles or nods and you respectfully do the same back. I always opt for the chin flip--the only way to non-verbally say "whaddup."

As he comes closer, you notice, instead of a ice cold beer in his hand he has a tumbler with some sort of alcohol mixed with a soda and four cubes of ice.

There's always that guy.

What do I mean? C'mon, guys drink beer. That's all I know. If guys drink alcohol (of the bottled sort), it comes in a shot glass and it's gone in seconds. It doesn't end up with another fluid to dilute the taste. That's the most unmanly of things any man can do.

Now, I'm not bashing. I'm not hating. I'm just saying that any alcohol in a bottle that's not beer, to me, is what you put on open wounds to cleanse them. It's not something you drink.

Some guys would say that they do it to watch their weight so they don't end up looking like Jim Morrison before he died.

Other guys would say that there was a drink special on wells that was just too good to pass up.

While other guys might say they like the way it tastes.

What I say is don't be that guy. Real men who drink, drink beer.

You know the real Hanson Brothers drank beer.

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1 comment:

Chrissy said...

Darryl, Darryl and his other brother... Darryl... after a hard day at the rink.