My Name Says It All
Beer is my buddy, my good old friend. I got hooked on it early, drinking 40's of Bud in the park on weekends in high school, and I've been sucking them down ever since. Cans of Bud are still my favorite. I get a couple of tallboys on the train ride home from the Manhattan and they always hit the spot after a long day at work. I can't think of anything better (fully clothed that is) than popping an ice cold Bud, whether it be sitting in front of the TV watching the Mets or doing chores around the house. As long as I have a cold beer close by, I'm happy.