An Irishman's First Drink With His Son

I was reading an article last night about fathers and sons, and memories came flooding back to the time I took my son out for his first drink.
Off we went to our local bar, which is only two blocks from the house. I got him a Guinness Stout. He didn’t like it - so I drank it. Then I got him an Old Style. He didn’t like it either, so I drank it. It was the same with the Coors and the Bud. By the time we got down to the Irish whiskey … I could hardly push his stroller back home.

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