Drinking with Mike

So this past Saturday I drank with my friend Mike. Well, actually, he drank and I didn't because I was feeling a little under the weather. So Mike was sitting out back drinking a beer and I was like, "So, you getting drunk tonight?" Mike responded, "Maybe. Hey man, sometimes the beer chooses you."

Then last night I found myself again at Mike's house. Mike was sitting next to me drinking some Busch. I looked at him, cocked my eyebrow, and said "Busch?" He said, "Yeah. It's tastes kind of like metal. But it's better than not drinking."