Every Thursday there is a brewery down the street that opens their back doors and sets up 6 taps and allows people to drink for free from 5:30 to 7:30. It is a bit weird. 300 people show up to a parking lot and drink and have a good time.

Well last night they had German music playing and I was having a good time drinking and talking and making new friends. At one point the chicken dance come on and the guy pouring the beer asked if I knew the chicken dance. I messed up by saying yes. From that point on he was announcing to every one that I am the girl that admits to knowing the chicken dance. Well at 7:30 I had worked my way up in line and the guy in front of me, it was announced, was getting the last beer of the night. So I told the guy pouring that I owned the fact I knew the chicken dance and that means I deserve one more beer. He said ok and I told him if my friend Will could get one more I would actually DO the chicken dance. They cued the music and in front of 300 people I did the chicken dance, alone, by myself, for beer.

I am a whore for beer.