I tried to create my own "Buzzard Booth" by hand-carrying a 12-pack onto the show floor, and then proceeding to ice them down along side the Big Cedar-Provided ice trays holding sodas.

We got so far as me forcing a beer on Blaine and Blair (both tried to resist); then, Blair started throwing balled up paper, wet with Canadian spit, at TJ. Blaine then tried to top it by throwing a lemon wedge, wet with beer, at TJ.

I was then informed that it wasn't cool to ice down our beers....some BS about liquor licenses and stuff.

Excerpt from Robert Crais' "The Monkey's Raincoat:"
"She took another microscopic bite of her sandwich, then pushed it away. Maybe she absorbed nutrients from her surroundings."