Saturday, July 02, 2011

White Trash Emergency Beer Cooler

This is what happens when you need to keep your drinks cold and you are on the 3rd floor of the beach house and you don't want to go all the way downstairs to where the coolers are on the 1st floor because you are too dayum lazy (read: drunk) and besides, there is a SNAKE down there holding the beer hostage.  

Genius, albeit inebriated genius, you must admit it is genius nonetheless! 
@ 9:40 AM By Her Royal Highness, Princess White Trash of Mullet County
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qandlequeen said...

Shame you don't have an insulated cooler on a rope that you could shimmy up to your 3rd floor window. Ah the sacrifices we make to keep our beers cold!

2:06 PM

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