thirty two billion bottles of beer on the wall, thirty two billion bottles of beer,
you take four down, pass them around, thirty one billion nine hundred and ninety nine million nine hundred and ninety nine thousand nine hundred and ninety six bottles of beer on the wall

Hell yeah

Santa crushing tallboy cans and tossing them out of the sleigh

I was told as a child Santa preferred a run and coke and a bowl of BBQ chips cause my parents didn’t want to consume milk and cookies after having a couple drinks Christmas eve. They weren’t like DRUNK, but when your drink of choice is rum and coke, milk and cookies does seem gnarly. They treated it like I had the inside scoop on Santa.

You know as far as boomer memes go this one is pretty good ngl