Makes me think of my younger and less wise days riding dirt bikes in the California deserts.
A bunch of us decided to take a few cans of beer along for a little refreshment atop a high hill.
Well we made it to the top of the hill, eight or ten miles.
Some of the cans of beer never made it. They burst open all on their own, somehow.
The surviving beers turned to instant foam upon opening. Little to no refreshment.
So, a one off event and lesson learned.
Now, why would you do that to even a small keg of beer
not so smart.
So, yeah, fit one up and tell me/us how much you like it.
Has to be a gag photo shop deal.
