Coming to a Bar Near You: Oh...F**k.

(That title is the more diplomatic of the two options that I considered for this blog. My original choice was "The D-Bag of Beers," but I felt that would be a little unfair to my boy LRG, who's been an Ed Hardy fan long before it reached the douchey status that it has today.)

Ed Hardy now makes beer and vodka? As a respectable semi-pro drinker, I feel so...violated. I was fine with them clothing d-bags; but, for the love of God, don't FEED them!

This "news" (apparently it was released late last year, yet somehow I'm only finding out about it now) just disturbs me. Thankfully, my buddy Bearcat at Daddy's Sugar Ball provides this beautiful writeup on Ed Hardy Beer.

*sigh* Maybe, at the very least, this development—combined with the sad surge in popularity of "Jersey Shore"—will lead to me bagging a douchebaguette or two. As the immortal words of Ron White go, "When life gives you lemons, you should make lemonade. And then you should find someone whose life gives them vodka...and have a party."