From the Juice-box, a beer drinker’s philosophy:
i know there’s a lot of whining, from both the pro- and anti- Obama camps, over the President’s winning of the Nobel Peace Prize. As i’m apolitical (i don’t believe in politics), let me tell you this to allay qualms from both sides: i’m not offended.
i know all you D.RI.N.K.E.R.S. (Drunks Really Involved, Now Known as Exiles Reunited) were pulling for me, but i gotta tell you honestly: i wasn’t even nominated.
A shock, i know, but you know me (and if you don’t, you oughta), i’m all about the naked and all about the truth. As your FASe of the D-Generation (Drink Generation), i am in constant communication with the Nobel people to start a Nobel Pee’d Prize, for outstanding contributions made to the society of drinkers, but they keep putting me on hold.
Back to Obama. The man drinks. Not enough, certainly, only for photo ops, probably, but he’s admitted to excesses of booze in his past and he accepts being photographed with booze in his hand. If you’re here and you’re reading this, you know the Peace that alcohol can bring. Alls i’m saying is, let’s give the guy a chance.
After all, what could be more stupider than fighting over the Peace Prize?