I was reading an article about fathers and sons and memories came flooding back about the time I took my son out for his first drink.
Off we went to our local bar which is only two blocks from the house.
I got him a Guinness Stout. He didn't like it so I drank it.
Then I got him an Old Style. He didn't like that either so I drank it.
It was the same with the Pale Ale and the Pilsener.
By the time we got down to the Old Bushmills Irish whiskey I could hardly push the stroller back home.