SANTA DOES EXIST

so i get off work at 2:30 and head straight home to pick up my kid at the neighbors. and so i decide to whip out the blower and get rid of the leaves and pine needles in front of the path to my door. so i need the electrical cord to run the blower. and by this point my lawnmower is electric too. so i say "fuck it" and start mowin my lawn. after i couple of minutes for what ever reason i glance in the back of my pick-up. low and behold it was a 12-pack of pbr genuine draft. i shit you not i do not know how it got there. and to make it even crazier, that shit was cold.