I was a little kid in Homer, knocked on the door. Guy was sprawled out and said, "come in," and said, "hey kid, get what you want out of the fridge." Nothing but beer...
I asked the next door neighbor what was wrong with him, and she said he was drunk again. Never saw it before... Huh... Imagine that.
And at the Elks club, a little kids job was to refill beer pitchers.
My daughter might consider that the best house of the night, if we knew the person handing it out. She loves that stuff, eats them plain straight out of the box.