We bought a lot of beer yesterday. A 24-pack of Molson Canadian, because we like to keep our Canadian on hand. Some Guiness and Harp, because I felt like a black-and-tan with our filet mignon dinner. Matt wanted to try the new Budweiser select, just to see what it was like. So we had that all piled on the counter before supper. John walked by and said, "Wow, I see you bought a lot of beer! That's because I know you like beer and you're going to drink a lot of it because it's your birthday, right? That's what you like to do, isn't it? Drink a lot of beer on your birthday? I'm going out to play! See ya!"