You and your gay fantasy's. Me thinks you doth protest too much.
Allow me to educate. When I was in college, I traveled down to Coco Beach FL to visit a girlfriend at that time. This coincided with viewing a Space Shuttle launch. She was a Navy brat, her dad a newly retired Chief Petty Officer. He was from Texarkansas, a self proclaimed Southern Gentlemen. So upon meeting him for the first time, after the initial grilling and what are your intentions with my daughter ( strictly honorable sir, if honor means to fuck her brains out and often), he asked if I'd like a beer. Note he didn't say a "cold one", lol! Then he asked how did I take it, I thought is this the bottle/can vs. Glass trick question. So I replied, however you take it, sir. He nodded, and I heard 2 cans tops pop in the kitchen, and he presented me with a piss warm can of PBR, the top of the can coated in table salt.
Refrigeration was a luxury where he grew up. So they got used to drinking warm beer. The salt was their answer to Gatorade, working in the hot sun and high humidity... Salt and beer was the perfect electrolyte balance.
