New years eve...
Quasi ironic theme: "contruction"
Enter into "ballroom under construction"
Wardrobe: hard hat and personal cooler filled with bud (not lite!)
Pausing to take in the scene, my eyes meet those of another guy a few paces away. I raise my nearly empty bud and toast the stranger, who is also drinking a bud.
Stranger: "Fine beer you have there"
Me: "I wouldn't trade it for anything else"
Stranger: "For real...my name is ______ Busch"
Me: "shit, now I'm really glad I'm not drinking a Miller"
Mr. Busch: "No worries, how's the skiing?"
End
Quasi ironic theme: "contruction"
Enter into "ballroom under construction"
Wardrobe: hard hat and personal cooler filled with bud (not lite!)
Pausing to take in the scene, my eyes meet those of another guy a few paces away. I raise my nearly empty bud and toast the stranger, who is also drinking a bud.
Stranger: "Fine beer you have there"
Me: "I wouldn't trade it for anything else"
Stranger: "For real...my name is ______ Busch"
Me: "shit, now I'm really glad I'm not drinking a Miller"
Mr. Busch: "No worries, how's the skiing?"
End