Here is the first installment in this exciting new reality series. The names have been changed to protect the guilty.
Yesterday evening at 4:50pm, Lana calls my cell and says "Honey, will you stop at Marathon and get me some beer ? I've got supper done, and the house is clean. We didn't drink last night, so......"
I said, "Honey, it's THURSDAY....can't you wait ONE DAMN DAY for Friday ? No, I WON'T stop and get beer."
- CLICK -
Knowing the WRATH I would face if I came home beerless, I stopped at Marathon and noticed a 6 pack for $ 3.33. I had 4 ones in my pocket, so I thought "Great ! - I won't even have to put this brand on the "beer card".
THAT BEER was MILWAUKEE'S "BEAST" - One of the WORST beers known to man.
For shits-n-giggles, I purchased it and took it to the house and put it on the counter.
Lana came out of the bathroom in her cleaning attire, and opened the bag.
"What the fuck is this garbage ?" she said with a pissed off look on her face. "I'm not drinkin' this shit....Take it back to the store and get my Bud Light"
At that point, I got pissed, and realized I've been spoiling her little ass for years with QUALITY Anheuser-Busch products.
I said, "I'll tell ya what Dammit - You'll drink this SWILL, or I'll take it outside and drop the entire 6 pack in the trash."
Her lips tightened up and I could TELL she was SERIOUSLY pissed. She cracked a can open and grimaced as she choked down the first mouthful, and went back to her cleaning duties.
I took a nap on the couch, and when I woke up I checked the 'fridge. She drank one and a half cans and couldn't stand it anymore.
I wonder how nice she's gonna be when I come home with 2 bottles of peach flavored Boone's Farm tonight ?