Moments before she got ‘the beer’.
Inside the Foster’s Can: “Think about baseball, football, anything. What a touchdown! No, wait. It’s getting warm, and it’s so soft. I’m starting to fizzle inside. Hold it, hold it. Ah crap, just give her the beer!”
HAPPY BEER DAY!
Happy Beer Day indeed.
Nice………………………………..cans.
Everytime I go to this page…knowing this is here…I always scroll down to look again.
Jamz, I’m going to go out on a limb, and say that I don’t think you’re the only one.