I DO BELIEVE I'LL HAVE ANOTHER BEER

​During this pandemic, I've been painting a lot of signs on old and recycled wood giving them a vintage look but since I'm kinda partial to this one, I'm not sure if I can part with it because...over the years...I have no idea how many vats, gallons, jugs, bottles, mugs, glasses, spilt beer, squeezed out of my shirt and pants beer that I've lapped up. There's a good chance that licking the froth off my mustache is what turned my hair white. People used to ask me why I looked younger than my age and I would tell them, "Beer. Vitamin B for beer." Yeah, there's nothing like a beer, especially a cold frosty one on a hot day, when the sweat has been pouring off me and puddling around my feet. And of course, I've drank so much beer at one sitting, I could hear it sloshing around in my tummy as I staggered off to a men's washroom, some bushes, behind a tree, or hell, even the middle of the road. Why I can remember an artist friend of mine and I drinking it up until the wee hours of the night and then, at the same time, having to relieve ourselves of that delicious amber liquid. There we stood, almost side by side on a slightly inclined parking lot taking a leak. I don't know who won the bet but I do recall both of us down on our hands and knees yelling and urging our urine to keep running until it finally trickled to a halt on the pavement. Ah, I've had many a good time with many a good friend while chugging a beer or two or three or more and on that note I believe I'll have another beer...cheers, eh!

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