In the thumbnail it looks like a tiny fish lying in mortal repose beside the can. But when I look at the bigger picture, it looks like everybody in the Miller plant collected their boogers for a month straight, piled them together and deposited them in one can that was *intended* for their evil assembly line foreman, but which, in a cosmic realignment of fortunes, ended up sliding inadvertently into a standard 12-pack of Miller Lite and getting shipped of to the local liquor store. The evil assembly line foreman, unable to avoid karmic fate the way he avoided the tainted brew, got his thumb stuck in a bottle about to be capped, the thumb was ripped off, and his elderly grandfather, about to enjoy a cool, crisp bottle of beechwood aged Miller Lite a month later, keeled over dead on his kitchen floor after recognising the scar on the thumb in his bottle of beer as that of the masked man’s who, years earlier, had broken into his house, stolen his dog and eaten all the Doritos in the cupboard.

Fate, it seems, is not without a sense of justice, delayed though it may be at times.

Oops, I meant “How long did it take for Shannon to recover?”

Thanks to all of you for your concern – after I screamed and almost puked, I was fine (a bit emotionally scarred, but who wouldn’t be?). I actually vowed never to drink beer from a can again, but it has been long enough since the incident (several years) that I have strayed from that rule. I hadn’t seen this picture in a while, though, so with all of the old memories stirred up, I may go back to that one. At the time, we decided it looked like a mouse embryo – mmmmm, tasty!

P.S. Simon, are you on any medication? Cause if you are, I want me some of them drugs!

oh, that is just disgusting!!!!! I was really hoping you were kidding! My guess was an oyster too. A mouse embryo! Ugh, puke!

I’ve always thought that bottled beer tasted better, and now I have an even bigger reason to stick with that perception.

I recall seeing this before, and I wasn’t anymore thrilled to see my “go to” beer have something like that in there. Eweee..

Wow, I picked a bad time to venture away from the blogs…you go and post such a wonderful little jewel of a dusgusting post. I’m going to guess, for my own piece of mind, that it’s an oyster. But….uuuuugh. I’m imagining the horror if this can had been delivered to some poor college kid who hammered it through a beer bong. It’d be down the gullet before they even knew it was there. So…one behalf of beer bongers everywhere…thanks for takin’ that one for the team, Shannon.