So there's this older white lady I see every morning at this time (7ish--if I'm up) walking down the street in front of my house with a 12-pack of Busch she just bought at the corner store. 7am, really? No bag or nothing? Just holding it there with its perforated cardboard handle, huh? I really got to kick it with he...r one day and watch Maury drinking with her.