I’ve never been on a houseboat.
There’s always someone higher on the food chain.
What was Miller Lite supposed to do? The mountaintop had been reached as far as advertising beer to football fans goes, just show the drunk sex dog.
Bring a book, take a book, drink beer and eat a hot dog in a bar that plays baseball games.
Gear up, take the cigarette out of your mouth, flick it toward the conveniently-placed trail of gasoline behind you, and let’s walk in slow motion through another year of action movies.