Dad opens the refrigerator (we have two, one is mostly for food, and the other is mostly drinks, an assortment of alcohol and Mom's Diet Pepsi's). He notices my craft beer selection, and then asks me, "Do you pick beers by the percentage of alcohol?"
I smile.
"Look at her," he says to my mother. "She's grinning from ear to ear." He focuses back on me. "[Jae], drinking that beer is like drinking a shot of vodka."
I honestly didn't see any problems with this. More buzz for your calories.
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