I didn't have time to be making goddamn beef patties by fucking hand as the rain got worse and worse. I mean, there are flood warnings til Midnight. Not about that grill in the rain life. Snow, yes. Some rain, no problem. Pouring rain, fuck that.
I can smoke however many cigs I want and just stop whenever.
Oh, buy a pack for the weekend? It could last me just that weekend or it could last me two months.
I hate smelling like cigs so that is incentive enough for me to just not become addicted to them.
Actually, if you made the green one a tad darker (like this color for the bottle) and the label a tan color (similar to this) with maroon for that little squiggly line across, you'd have a close candidate for America's Oldest Brew.