When you bring your shitty beer to a party and drink someone else's good beer.
Julie: Thanks for the cooler of Meister Brau.
Joe: I'll have another Sam Ultra premium Summer Festabrew.
Moe: I thought you brought the cooler of Meister Brau toxic 12s.
Joe: I did, but I'm taking part in the beer exchange program.
Someone who is delusionally optimistic about a clearly bad impending situation.
Maddie: Do you think Chester the bunny will make it?
Joe: Ab-so-fucking-lutely. I only nicked him with the weedwacker/bunnynicker.
Maddie: But he hasn't breathed in more than a week.
Lisa: Joe, I think you're Optimist primus.
Series of binge drinking in an effort to prepare one's liver for even more hardcore drinking.
Bob: What are you doing this weekend?
Moe: A little bit of liver aerobics. Got to be ready to hit Dollywood hard.
Tom: What's with Moe?
Matt: Liver aerobics. (Moe face down on couch.).