Barely 2 years ago when I went to a party or some other gathering to kill my precious brain cells I would usually stick to hard alcohol (namely Captain Morgan as the Captain is my bestest friend). Never would start out with beer or would even consider really drinking it.
Today I came to a realization. I came home and I wanted a beer. Not to become drunk or anything, but I was thirsty and I decided that of all the things in my fridge that a beer would taste the best. How in the hell did I get to this stage? Whats next, gray hair?
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