Mmm mmm not good.
In Joe's defense it was Salisbury steak and beans day in the cafeteria.
He finished each and every bowl, slowly and methodically, all in cold blood (edit: milk).
That stuff is pretty hot. The beans I mean.
When I'm hot and sweaty, there's nothing I want more than warm, whole milk squeezed fresh from a random cow.
75 gallons of baked beans, a baby pool, and no women. Go figure.