It's July in Arizona. It's sizzlin' hot, the monsoon is on the horizon, and your outside working on a storage building to house 22 tons of drivetrain parts you get to move all by your own bad self.
As the mercury rises, so does your disgust for all the clueless and inane antics that pass for social interaction by the brain-dead denizens of your chosen burg of residence. You wish you could have invested in an in-car Breathalyzer company, 'cuz you'd be richer than gold-plated dinosaur s*it by now.
Yep, it's time for a beer. But not just any beer, 'cuz any beer is for "me too" pansies who drive SUV's and have 10-dollar tattoos on their scrawny, hairy ankles. No, you need something that kicks ass like a Brahma bull on angel dust.
You need an Arrogant Bastard Ale, the official beverage of the muthafuggers in the AHPBBFM newsgroup. You need it because you don't feel like guzzling an entire six-pack of any beer just to catch a freakin' buzz. You need it because your shoes are so full of sweat that pissing down your leg wouldn't even be noticed. You need it because you have molten lava coursing through your semeniferous tubules, and any beer just won't do.
You need one right now, damn it. BUT! Are you Worthy?
CobraJet