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I was reading an article last night about fathers and sons,
and memories came flooding
back of the time I took my son out for his first pint.

Off we went to our local pub which is only two blocks from the house.

I got him a Guinness. He didn't like it, so I drank it.

Then I got him a Stroh’s, he didn't like that either, so I drank it.

It was the same with the Molson's and the Labatt's.

I thought maybe he'd like whiskey better than beer so we tried a few of those.
He didn't.


By the time I decided he just didn't like to drink,
I could hardly push the stroller back home.