through brown-colored glasses

sop came by the other night to hang out and have a beer while i did dishes (ugh, i really hate dishes, have i mentioned that?). so i got dishes done and then i held up my beer bottle, looking at him through the brown-glass side, and commented on how tan he was. he held up his bottle as well and mentioned how brown i was. he then tilted the mouth up to his eye so he could look through the bottom of the bottle. "hm," i thought, and did the same - pouring beer in my eye as my bottle was not empty.

just call me grace.