If you knew exactly what the title of this post was referring to, then congratulations! You at one time were, or currently are a white trash redneck.
On Sunday I went for a run that was suppose to be about 8 miles but end up being 9.75. I ran the back roads of Tom Bean TX from my dad's house to my in-laws where they were having a birthday party for my husband's grandpa. It was an excellent slow run. 1st it was slow because I ran really slow. Then I had a pee break, multiple stops to check my map, and a couple of back tracks to check the road signs. Ironically, the only time I encountered an automobile was when my pants were still around my ankles post pee.
There you have it. Drinking Shiner with a pirate monkey is always classy, but drinking Bud in any situation is just plain trashy. Sorry Karen.