(Microbreweries. Popping up all over. Patron walks into a restaurant. Sits down at the bar.)
Bar Owner: (Wiping down the bar top.) Hey. Good afternoon.
Patron: Hi. (Looks at a menu.)
Owner: We now serve our own beer. Would you like to try one?
Patron: I didn’t know you had a microbrewery.
Owner: Sure do. Here it is inside this box. Its made by ants. They are making an IPA
called Thoraxensation. Would you like to try some?
Patron: Ants!?!? How? What the …?
Owner: Wait. Let me get you a sample.
(Quickly turns around. Turns back with a shot glass full of Thoraxensation.)
Here you go, sir. Enjoy. Took ‘em three weeks.
Owner: To make this. (Points at the shot glass.)
Patron: (Picks up the shot glass. Looks at it with great suspicion.) Ants?
Owner: Hard workers those buggers.
Patron: (Takes a sip. Spits it out.) This tastes like crap!!!
Owner: I know. Still working out the kinks.
(Quickly turns around. Turns back with a shot glass full of something else.)
Ok. Try this. Made by bats. Its our wheat beer called Blonde Guano.
Patron: Good day, sir. (Exits.)