Some Good Things Just Don’t Go Together

Just like sex and a Sunday afternoon in late November, where the temperature hovers around twenty degrees in the sun, at Lambeau Field watching the Green Bay Packers and God’s Gift to Wisconsin Brett Favre throw for a couple of touchdowns with two or fewer interceptions, some things that are good individually don’t combine to make something better.

Just like caffeinated ginseng beer.

In a word: Ew.