Like father like son.
"I made use of my truck bed by filling it with ice, dry ice, coolers of food, and most importantly...brews. (Water for those who didn't go to UD or didn't have enough midichlorian counts)"
Great Odin's raven!
For all their false advertising, they're surprisingly honest.
This baby's got a bright future.
And then I crapped my pants. Right in the middle of the store. Top that, eh?
232 Keystone Light cans, 40 ft of blue rope light. Made by 5 college kids with spare parts from our garage. PVC pipe and house trim. Colorado swag. Drink to be productive.
Finally I'm free to do that thing with my hands while I dance. You know, that thing that everyone hates. It's sort of like two helicopter propellers. What I'm saying is I'm a bad dancer.
"Alright, now let's take me home and get me out of these wet clothes"
A toast! Ohhhh noooooooo!
The first sign of summer is drunk armadillos.
Oh no, my three weaknesses!
Better than a pot of gold.
And then they were all out of beer.
He likes beer okay, but he prefers Colt 45
Both the kid and the gun are loaded.
He's excited because that's his fifteenth can.
This is the most beautiful waterfall I've ever seen.
Hey, just because I am easily bribed with beer doesn't mean that all Americans are.
Alright, let's calm down. You're both full of alcohol and bound to say something you don't mean.
This beer is a master of disguise.