I am 18 into a 20 of Coors Light (my go to beer when I watch movies with the wife--doesn't put me to sleep, satisfies the idea of drinking beer, etc) We are watching Taken BTW which is pretty good movie. When all of a sudden we hear a thump on the side of the house....and then another...and another....we are sort of freaked out a bit. We have big cathedral ceilings with windows all the way up---when all of a sudden there are these green eyes looking into the upper window--we live in the suburbs. So the wife says, "There is a cat stuck in the upper window sill." So I open the back sliding door to do what, I don't know, but I trip on some POS toy my daughter left there and I go tumbling out on the deck. I think I broke my left foot. It is bleeding like a stuck pig and my knee looks like a plum. My wife walks past my broken self to go see how the cat is doing. Of course, he is gone and fine, but I am bleeding and broken. My wife gave me a sock to put on so I don't bleed on the couch. She went to bed not concerned about how badly I am hurt. She doesn't drink and she isn't a doctor, as an aside, don't most doctors drink however, but she says I didn't break my foot. My sock looks like a sausage casing--my foot is so badly swollen. I hurt and had I gone with a better beer I might be drunker and not feeling this much pain....I only have 2 Coors left and then some Sam Adams Winter Rasberry crap I got for Christmas which has been gathering dust in our pantry....Did I mention I probably broke my foot?