I was watching that American TV show "Modern Family" and it got me thinking about the time I took my son out for his first drink.
We went down the street to the local pub, only a couple of blocks away.
I got him a Guinness Stout. He didn't like it, so I drank it.
I ordered him a Smithwick's. He hated it, so I drank it.
I bought him a Murphy's, he spit it out, so I drank it.
I tried him with that bland American beer Coors, he barely took a sip and pushed it away, so I drank it.
I figured maybe he would like Irish Whiskey instead, so I got him a shot of Jameson 18 year. He choked on it, so yeah, I drank that too.
I had him try Redbreast 12 year, the year's Irish Whiskey Awards top whiskey.
He turned away, wouldn't even smell it. What else could I do – I drank it!
When I finally realized he just doesn't like alcohol, I was so shit-faced I could barely push his stroller home!