beer. a friend to the taste buds but an enemy of the gut. one of the traditional liquors that many families have lost in the hard to reach corners of their fridge. beer. so many flavors, so many types. they all serve the same purpose - to get you buzzed. most common at parties. super bowl parties. pool parties. college parties. high school parties. ah, high school. don’t you remember your glory days. hanging out with friends till midnight. going to all the sports games and cheering on your school’s team. going to parties after that said victory. which brings us back to beer. high schoolers abuse beer. they become addicted to beer. their lives are beer. and football of course because how could i ever forget that. but back to our topic at hand, beer! one night at one of those parties, one of those dumb jocks had a bit too much to drink. things were a bit hazy. so hazy that they didn't realize that they pushed a poor girl up the stairs. they couldn't comprehend that they shoved her into a bedroom. or that they took their fat, sweaty hand and used it to cover said girl's mouth as they touched and groped. as they did what they pleased. as they laughed with their friend. so drunk that they didn't have the capacity to think of how this girl would be affected for the rest of her life. no time to care if she was suffocating due to his body weight on her. that drunk. but it's okay. when he wakes up in the morning the hangover will easily be cured with advil and water. the fact that she probably showered all night to get his scent off of her is irrelevant. that no matter how hard she scrubbed she still felt dirty. it's okay. because at the end of the day, he still likes beer.
-t.h.