... One of the memories that got kicked up by the event last February is a memory of summers gone by. Summers long ago when hazy hot and humid was the standard for three months. On a exceptionally hot Sunday afternoon my brother came home drunk he couldn’t have been much more than 21 or 22, but he was trashed. He had a can of beer with him. It was a green can of beer and he was looking at it laughing. He came over pounced on me and then started smacking me with the beer can. And he kept repeating “HEINA CAN !”. Heineken had just started coming in a can and he thought that was funny and creative and a reason to beat me up…
....Five days ago I saw Heineken’s new commercial I thought it was gonna be about me and my brother. The little kid in me is so optimistic....
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