I would kill everyone in this room for a drop of sweet beer.
Sometimes when I reflect on all the beer I drink I feel ashamed - Then I look into the glass & think about the workers in the brewery & all of their hopes & dreams. If I didn't drink this beer, they might be out of work & their dreams would be shattered. Then I say to myself, "It is better that I drink this beer & let their dreams come true than be selfish & worry about my liver."
When I read about the evils of drinking, I gave up reading.
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