Longneck McGee
Longneck here is your posterchild drifter. He strides through the club with finess and targets the drunkest of drunken ladies as easy prey to remain in their Super Walmart prints for all time. By the looks of things we’re definitely out of jersey and somewhere closer to an afterhours hoedown.
No matter where the drifter may land, we only ask he step in to save the loss of a perfectly good brew the next time he floats by. It’s a sad shame to see a drunken pour of Wisconsin’s finest all-over the barn floor. Keep drifting longneck, keep drifting.
