Can. Can? Can. Can has beer. Beer has head. Beer has liquid. Orange. Smells like beer. Dad's beer. Beer from couch, poured on couch. Couch after football game, sunday morning, Bears lost. Dad angry. Dad growls out of bed at 11am. Dad sees me playing in front yard. Dad pulls belt from jeans, comes outside. Dad's pants fall down, he falls down, I run across street. Afternoon: Dad is back on couch, beer in hand. Smells a bit like he wet the bed and forgot to change. Mom gives look of defeat from kitchen. I smell water. Must be more pee. Dad glares at me as I play with my Tonka in the living room during football. Later I go to bed. Dad grumbles and swears, but eventually goes to bed too. I didn't like Dad's beer.