HOOTER
Well-Known Member
After a few beers tonight I'm in a bit of a mood to reminisce about the good ole' days. As I was pondering the horrible beer I used to drink in my underage years I remembered the wise words spoken by a good friend of mine on our high school senior cruise over Lake Coeur d' alene. He stood on top of a table, lifted his shirt and exposed his extremely large belly, and exclaimed "beer...it's good!" Nowadays I drink quite a bit less and I wouldn't drink a Keystone light if you were holding a gun to my head, but these words are even more true today then they were then. Beer really is good, damn good!
Cheers!
Cheers!