When, on Saturday, you find yourself with your other working comrades and are holding I smooth cool bud light.
John came home from work, became enravelled himself in a heated argument with his wife but left hurriedly with the intention of poppin' a cold one with the boys. It was a Saturday and we all know who this day was for.
The simple art of practicing necrophilia with your bestest of homies. Typically practiced in your local catholic cemetery between the hours of 1am to 3am.
Hey Bruce, wanna go crack open a cold one with the boys down at the cemetery on Garfield Street with Dick, Jason and Tim?