The miracle of beer is that it enables you to belch directly into someone’s face and not care even though you are desperately trying to pick them up and would otherwise be too nervous to try.
The problem with beer is that you keep drinking them and burping directly in the desirable person’s face and talking too loud and acting like a jackass.
When you watch it in action, you find yourself thinking, “That boy can’t help it. His momma was a banana slug. He’s a Doofus Maloofus or a Doofapotamus for sure.”