Today we honor not only the courage and vision of those who
won our independence, but we should also pause to give thanks and remember
those things we enjoy as drunkards.
Unless a terrible vocational choice has been made, we are
spending the day in drunken splendor. Our founding fathers were wise enough to
choose a beautiful summer day with us in mind. We barbeque, we bask in the air
conditioned comfort of our homes, huddle together in cool, dark bars, and we
blow shit up. Most importantly, we drink. It's our right. We drink as an
observation to this right. Hell, it's our duty.
Nobody has the right to tell us not to drink, or what to drink, or how to drink, or how much to drink, or who we can drink with, or where to drink, or when to drink, or to what we will drink.
So join me with a lifted glass and celebrate the freedom to
drink. And let's also drink a little for those who are no longer around to join
us in this toast.
Cheers to all of you. And cheers to America. Nice job.
