What is a bar but a hang-out place during languid hours? What are its patrons but mere drunkards wasting time and money on draft? Well, these are the most common misconceptions by people who think trivial of bars, of beer-drinking and of the nightlife.
Bars are actually a place where men can be themselves again, escaping all household chores brought to their lap by their Mrs. In the bar, every man gets to reclaim their freedom that they wouldn’t even have to mind personal health.
Surely, if there is one thing that men need, that is the comfort of other men. No matter how gay that sounds, it is a given fact that men are wolves who, although have the capability to be independent and hunt for themselves, needs to belong to a pack. Being in the pack made them and to be completely separated from it would mark their unmaking.
And this isn’t just plain hormonal reaction. Such claims are proven by the sudden swelling of organizations in the country promoting masculinity and exclusive only to men. There is even one named after the sofa-burning, donut-devouring and draft-diving Homer Simpson of The Simpsons fame. The group strives for the complete freedom of men from all household obligations and the emancipation not only of masculinity but of the whole society from independence. They do this by launching activities such as the 12-hour beer-drinking marathon that would train husbands to be more dependent on their wives and children.
Think their idea of an organization is funny as funny cufflinks? If you do, then you’re not the only one laughing. If you think their vision is weird, then you’d die in knowing that full-fledged members are given Homer Simpson Crest cufflinks that comes with additional benefits (like free tons of beer) to acknowledge their loyalty. The cufflinks symbolizes the fraternal relations between men in between bottles of beer. And if they have silver cufflinks, who knows what other ceremonies they have? Haven’t had enough oddity? Try joining!
Don’t you sometimes just want to not say anything and just shove something to people’s faces who always stare at you like you’ve done some crime or something society terribly condemns so much that they are to think you’d be better off excluded and be considered a deviant, even if its just a tiny shit?
No alcohol-drinking person today doesn’t know Homer Simpson. In fact, Homer Simpson, of The Simpsons fame, may be the only cartoon character best loved by beer-chugging, couch-heating, and donut-chomping men all over the world. His passion for drinking surpasses even that of lumpenproletariats from third world countries. Fanatics have even compiled tons of lines from Homer, through the years The Simpsons have spent on television that discourse about the mundane and transforming it into philosophy. Totally, there is no reason for someone not to like Homer Simpson other than being a yeti. Hell, even yetis would probably learn drinking draft if exposed long enough to Homers bickering.
It was a Sunday and Dad had the week off work. He told us all that he had always wanted a games room so he was going to convert the attic into another bedroom so he can have one of the other rooms for his games. Now my Dad is possibly the worst person to DIY. He can’t even put up shelves straight. Anyway, he started the following morning and tinkered and tapped all week long. We weren’t allowed up there till he had finished so we didn’t know what to expect. He kept coming down with more and more bits of wood, which was quite worrying seeing as he hadn’t gone up there with any! Finally come Saturday evening it was done. He had finished and was ready for his grand unveiling Sunday lunchtime. Sunday came and we were all anxious to see what he had been up to up there. One by one we went up into the attic and boy were we in for a shock. The walls had been stripped, the floor was uneven, you could even see into one of the downstairs rooms! The place was an absolute mess! My Mom lovingly but firmly told him that she wouldn’t be putting anyone or anything up into that room until a builder had been round to fix everything. I felt a bit bad for my Dad because he had tried hard so I bought him a little gift. I got him a set of 
