The other day I was
Fast forward to hours later when I retrieved a perfectly chilled bottle of Corona LIGHT from the frig. I stopped dead in my tracks as I held the bottle. "When did my hands get so big?", I thought. "Oh mah GAWD!!! How could I have never noticed I have freakin' MAN HANDS!!!". I quickly ran through my mind what my future held now that I had come to the realization that I possessed ridiculously monstrous hands; I'd become a shut in, add oven mitts to my daily wardrobe and try not to frighten small children with my hideous malformation.
Joe must have noticed the tears welling in my eyes as I stood motionless, staring at my gigantic ubber-mitts.
"Honey, they're little 6 oz. bottles."
WHAT?! Mini bottles? What the hell, Corona! 50% less calories because there's 50% less beer!!!! Party foul, my friend! Bad form, indeed.
So let the record show, I tried. I think I earn some points for at least buying LIGHT beer... so I've done my part, yeah?
Oh course, being that the bottles are so wee....