So not actually a beer special, but a drink special. Whatever. Feast your eyes on this slab of man. “Hey,” you may be murmuring. “That head doesn’t seem to match the body.” Correct. Behold the magic of Photoshop. I wanted him to look like a goofy bastard, and a goofy bastard he is.
I was going for something reminiscent of the old Charles Atlas bodybuilding ads that appeared in 1940s comic books. It works, I guess. Kinda. Sorta. I’ve done worse things, is the point. Far, far worse things.