My beer romance goes very deep.
It all started when I was a kid.
Mom & Dad let me sip the foam off the top of their brew.
At 14, I stood in front of liquor stores asking the patrons to buy me some beer.
I also stole a six pack from a pizza joint at 15.
Friends big brothers loaded their kid brothers up with mountains of brew we kept in hiding in a field by the parkway.
Going into bars at 17 we drank pitcher after pitcher.
I had to be dragged out while barfing trails of stomach goo on the floor.
I once bummed dimes off of people at a bar telling them I had to make a phone call.
Instead I bought my next pitcher of beer.They threw me out.
I spent the night on the side of the road like a sick brewaholic with a puddle of my urine by my side.
I\'m also addicted to coffee,potato chips,popcorn,tofu, frozen organic vegetables,
veggie burgers,yogurt,licorice, soy sausage,horror movies & suck ass jam music!