What the f*@k!

...so I jam over to band practice after work...and I have had a rough day at work today! I'm really trying to get over there because I know my man Brett (Drunken One) has a cold beer with my name all over it!. I get to his house and drag all my shit inside, then ask for a beer...as strange as this sounded...he didn't have any! What?!? The D.O. without beer...who are you, and what have you done with my friend? So D.O. explains that he hasn't gone to get any, but a short while into practice his wife walks into the door with a 12 pack of Corona Light, and at that point...all was right with the world!