We made it to the weekend and drinking time.

Somebody out there deserves to be recognized.

My tequila!

And the men's room knows just who it is.

So to you, we say, bottoms up, sailor.

You're the toast of our shot of the day.

See time it is, and as usual, we head to Zee Drink to ask and Steve a throw hill to find out who we're toasted.

Yes, indeed, and to say shot is brought to you by the fine folks at Black Raven Brewery.

Now, today we toast an unidentified man from Alberta, Canada.

Earlier this month, our honorary, it was enjoying an evening at the East Village pub at Eatery

until he got drunk and started arguing with people inside.

Now, we do not know what the argument was about, but it spilled outside and it got physical.

As happens from time to time, during a legit scuffle, our honoree's pants fell down while

fighting. Unfortunately, so did our

Honorary face down. That's where his story truly begins, because remember, it is January

in Alberta, Canada. So the guy couldn't get up. Not because the other guy clocked them so hard

in the side of the head, no, because his penis froze to the unforgiving winter ice.

Oh. Think about it. You get knocked face down, your pants down, your junk makes contact

to the ice, and now, much like that kid and, what, a Christmas story. You're stuck, bro.

So there he is, surrounded by first responders attempting to pry his frozen member off of the sidewalk.

Now, the operation was described as, and I quote, an impromptu circumcision.

I don't care who you are.

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