Jim Lee
‘Twas the night before Christmas when all through the house, you could hear Grandpa yell “Waterfall” then “dammit I’m housed”.
Tis’ the season for sucking on candy canes until they could be classified as a prison shank. It's also the season for getting way too drunk on Christmas cheer at the company holiday Christmas party.
When we decided to do a list of the 10 worst beers ever, we were kind of excited -- drinking on the job sounds like an awesome idea. Then we spent the next two days sampling every beer we've ever heard was kind of gross. You