He works hard at bringing the funny here. Well, not hard, but fairly consistently. And he likes beer. Care to show your appreciation by buying him some? He’d be much obliged.
And how do I know this, you ask? Because I am Jeff, writing in a semi-creepy third person. I thank you for your consideration, and so does he.
Case of over-hopped boutique brew $30
Pony keg of Yuengling Lager $50
Saturday night for two at the Beer Snob Tavern $100
Weekend car trip to Dogfish Head brewery $250
You’re drunk yourself, and prone to making bad decisions $1000
