Review: Miller Brewing Co. | High Life

Once, after graduating from college
I went to a party thrown by a few alumni on the North side of town
After climbing
3
Flights of stairs
Crooked and stained
I approached the surprisingly unvandalized door hanging on its hinges
By a
Suggestion
The bed in the living room
Doubled
As a
Couch
Perfectly positioned
For one’s viewing
“pleasure”
Of the beer pong game currently in
“progress”
I use ‘pleasure’ and ‘progress’ in quotations because we happened to be sipping, that night, on
Miller High Life,
the
“Champagne”
Of
“Beers”
Which,
Ironically,
Was an insult to both pleasure and a testament against our
Millennial
“progress”
Languidly, we toasted
Our lives of menial employment
With
Salty
Dog
Spit
And
Fucking
Cardboard

*3.5 out of 10*

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