Beer, Gin, Three Young Ladies

 

     Last week, while in a mall, I went to the grocery store and took a detour to the liquor section to pick up some beer. As I was grabbing a few cans of beer, three young ladies (looking around 16-18 years old)  approached the section and grabbed two bottles of gin, the one with the angel and demon on its label, a liquor far stronger than beer. Beer is a fading Manny Pacquiao, gin is Mike Tyson in his prime.

     “Make it three,” one of the girls suggested, “so it will be a very happy night for us.”

     The other two girls giggled and agreed and picked up another bottle of gin. It seemed that the alcoholic drinks were for them, and how their eyes lightened up while holding the bottles. And they didn’t bother getting some chaser.

     I put the four cans of beer in my cart and strolled away, hoping that if the liquors were really for them, that they weren’t minors and that they drank moderately. If not, their parents would be in for a big disappointment.

     Some people say that gin, if you drink it lightly, might be a better choice than beer as it has less calories, no hangover and won’t give you beer belly.

     Abuse it, or any alcoholic drinks for that matter, and it will give you one hell of a trip—a trip called liver damage.