Sometimes when I reflect back on all the beer I drink, I feel ashamed. Then I gaze into the bottle and think about the workers in the brewery
and all of their hopes and dreams. If I didn't drink this beer, they might be out of work and their dreams would be shattered. Then I say to
myself, it is better that I drink this beer and let their dreams come true than be selfish and worry about my liver.

If you must choose between two evils, pick the one you've never tried before.