My brother went out to the next city a few hours ago and I told him: "Bring me a friggin' six pack or I'll kick your ass!"... Now there's a six pack standing besides me. Good times!
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We used to brew our own beer at school once for project-week. We just went to the local brewery to get two barrels, the necessary tools and some carbonic acid (they gave us everything for free). Then we got the ingredients at some new-age hippiesque bio-store and locked us up in a chemical lab at our schools basement.
That was a great week. I didn't do shit other than getting hammered and checking on the girls. Finally, we were going to sell this to parents at visitor's day. But it tasted like piss and had like 13 Vol. % alcohol because we kinda overdid it and turned it into Hefeweizen.... So we drank almost all of it ourselves!
Next to us were the computer guys who repaired old computers, so they hooked us up with some porn for a few beers. God, I had serious trouble to catch my bus home that day, because I could hardly stand any more.
We were like 15 or 16 years old. Best visitor's day ever!