Now THAT Makes Me Want to Drink

So I'm watching a little bit of the Daytona 500 on Fox the other day. During the race, I see Robby Gordon's Jim Beam car. Hard-liquor on NASCAR? Sweet. But suddenly, I'm struck with the sudden urge to consume whiskey. After Jeff Gordon wins his third Daytona 500, I jump in my car and speed to the liquor store. I mean, these guys drive fast, why can't I? Outside the "malt" shop is pandemonium. Scores of under-aged drinkers throw money in my face, all wanting me to buy them NASCAR inspired hard-liquor. I politely refused their offers, instead offering them a more traditional liquid refreshment that's been with NASCAR sine the 1970s: beer.

To everybody decrying NASCAR's decision to allow hard-liquor sponsorship, saying it's dangerous or doesn't send a family-friendly message: GROW UP! I don't hear you crying about the beer, tobacco, male enhancement, or Hooters sponsorships in your precious family affair.

I really shouldn't try to post when I can't sleep.