Brian then can document the results, staying sober himself so as not to skew the results, meaning more beer for us, and resultantly, throwing a non-drinking wrench in the study.
STFU, and drink your 60 liters.
That's just the lust that's gone,
the love is still there, it's just not as obvious,
and you have to work harder with less reward
to get the same appreciation.
Welcome to familiarity breeding contempt,
and you saying: "Go To Hell, Contempt!"