1977Brewer
Free Dan Hess.
My brother and I went to a "gourmet" donut shop/bar in Austin last weekend for lunch. Instead of regular flavored donuts, they sell all kinds of crazy ass frou-frou varieties, plus donut sandwiches, donut burgers, salads with bits of donut in them, donut chicken-and-dumplings, etc.
I saw a sign advertising the day's special: "The Happy Meal - $6"
"What is that?" I ask the barstress.
"A shot of whiskey and a beer."
I got a Happy Meal for lunch. He got diabeetus.
Edit: It was macrolager and well whiskey. I regret nothing.
Can't just call a boilermaker a boilermaker?