Having grown up in New York City, I know that you can’t be Irish and drink swill like Miller Lite. And yet, here’s Chicago, home to the Obamakins, home to corruption, a place that has inflicted a “community organizer” on the rest of us.
I came across this abomination at a story about how part of the Chicago River is turned green in honor of St Patrick’s Day. Well, fine, let everyone in the Second City be Irish for a Day. But let’s not pretend for one microsecond that any self-respecting Irishman would drink lite beer.
Give me The Black, please. I’ll use lite beer as God intended: to wash my hands after using the toilet.