On Beer Summits
Thursday, July 30th, 2009Don’t know about you, but if Eric saw this, he’d call Obama a lightweight.
Eric: <mock incensed> Bud Light? Bud Light man?! Who drinks that rotgut swill!?
He prefers standard Budweiser, or whatever house brew that comes down the pike. In fact, he’d drink any decent beer that ain’t skunky. He’ll even brew his own in his eventual apartment. (Complete with Beechwood for aging.)
Sidenote: It’s actions like this is why black communities have a “No Snitch” rule, and some white communities consider Cops to be facist pigs. If Captain Crowley just calmly asked for an ID, and if Professor Gates (Come on, skin color notwitstanding, does he look like he fits any profiles?) would just flash it over and go, “Yeah, I live here. Stupid idiot me left my keys inside.” (and I would have sympathized; I’ve done that many times myself.) we wouldn’t be seeing this major draema here. In my book, everyone was acting stupid!
And even drunk, Eric’s not stupid!
Something tells me that I need to include a beer summit in BAM Book 02. It would be somewhat . . . different.
Eric: <largo> Fear my need for beer!! </largo>
(Er, Eric, you need to say that in Leetspeak dude.)
