In honor of our Transportsturmabteilungs 10th year of tyranny, I am hard at work drinking a six pack of Hofbräu Dunkel aus dem Hofbräufhaus im München. Das Hofbräufhaus is where the young Adlolf carried out his infamous (and eminently unsuccessful) beer hall Putsch. I can't think of a besser way to celebrate our brown blue shirts' 10th anniversary. Speaking of little Hitlers, I've only had issues with two liquor stores in 35+ years, and both are gov't owned municipal liquor stores staffed by affirmative-action specials. The woman tonight just kept trying to grab my wallet & twist it in my hands and simply would not keep her paws off of it long enough for me to position it so she could read my (gray & receding hair) birth date with her failing eyesight. I was completely unable to get either her or her worthless manager to understand that it is 100% unacceptable to grab at a customers wallet under any circumstances, so I left behind my unpurchased Elephants & Summit Red Ale & relocated to a nearby PRIVATE liquor store, where the staff completed the transaction politely and efficiently and Hofbräu Dunkel was substituted for the Elephants. Hofbräu Dunkel is much better served with sauerkrat & sausage by an efficent Mädchen in the actualHofbräufhaus, where you might have to climb over a bench or two to reach an unused end of a table.