Corona Extra:
Good day Ladies and Gentlemen. With great sadness I must announce our first death during this year-long venture. Corona Extra was his name, and enjoyed by millions he was, yet none of that could save him from his fate, death in a Fuzzyrita. Yes, the once proud king of commercials filled with beach sitting hipsters staring mindlessly at the surf, ended his existence in a taco shack in Fort Worth. One would not think that a beer of such fame would end up like this but it did. It’s sad, yellow snow color drifting slowly in to my frozen margarita- I’m not going to lie to you my fellow readers- it was very emotional. But I pressed on, draining that schooner full of delicious margarita and so-so (at best) flavored beer, but I did. I did it for Corona Extra, because that’s the way it would have wanted it. We must keep vigilant though my friends, for I saw his companion, Bud Light with Lime looking dire too. I hope it chooses that same fate because I know it was easier for me to drink than straight out of the bottle. Hallelujah!