Confession: I am a bad beer snob. I am a music snob, too. But I don't roll my eyes when people love some insipid pop singer. I am pretty much "to each her own." But with beer, if someone tells me they love Pabst Blue Ribbon and wants to high five me, saying "YAY, Pabst," it's all I can do not to roll my eyes so far to the right that all you see are the whites.
Just a heads up. (Good that this is text and you can't see the eyes.)
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