Photo courtesy of Anthony Cuellar.
Chinese beer found in Brooklyn.
Let’s start with a beer!!
Inebriate genuine feelings.
But, not matter how many I drink, I was not content. I tried very hard, but I don’t feel an American heart, instead, I got the American beer belly.
“Consume mass quantities!”
Best before unconscious
Don’t lose your drinking license!
Let’s beer! Let’s inebriate!
Tastes like piss to me.
Home is where the inebriated heart is.
WARNING: American heart attack without permission is prohibited
I drank to think of home feeling, then I forgot where I lived.
Woke up in a Soho doorway, a Policeman knew my name, He said you can go sleep at home tonight if you can get up and walk away.
It looks like China has a wise plan to surpass USA as the world’s largest economy.
That’s the trouble with Asian beer. Half an hour later you’re sober again.
Actually. It tends to inebriate my brain before my heart.
The destiny of beer….To make all women look beautiful.
And make all men feel irresistable
Home heart is where the beer is
Dorothy: “There’s no place like beer!”
Ahh! The necessities of life; sex, beer, and football.
I ♥ Inebriate America.
-give it to me straight, doc. what’s wrong?
-you’re either American or sober.
I drank to my hearts content and got inebriated, so I took the bus home. I just woke up and can’t remember where I parked it!
Drinking beer doesn’t usually give me a heart on.
After consume six-pack, will require Ex-Sedrin