Twenty minutes later Howard decided it was time for a beer. He got up from the couch and went to the refrigerator. He had some difficulty opening the door, his small body had neither the leverage nor the strength to open the magnetic catch easily. In the end, he was forced to plant his bare feet solidly on the floor in front of the refrigerator and tug as hard as he could with both hands on the handle before the door would open. When he maneuvered himself around the door and stood in front of the refrigerator, his mouth dropped open in surprise. “Where the Hell is all my beer?”, he asked himself in annoyance, “I had three six packs in there last night. Where the fuck did it all go?”
Who Wears the Pants Scene 116
