TA, Gunner and I were canyoneering in the Roost last weekend and some dumbass left his cooler unattended in the back of his truck. TA snagged 3 cold beers out of the cooler and tossed Gunner and I one each. But the joke was on TA as it was soon discovered that he had really snagged 2 root beers (dam you Henry Weinhardts) and one true barley pop. TA had tossed the real beer to Gunner and Gunner would not give it back. So TA and I were forced to suffer drinking a crappy root beer while Gunner enjoyed a refreshing cold one. But we paid Gunner back for his self-absorbed ways by tossing his pants out of the car window on the drive home when he was trying to change clothes in the backseat. We definitely had a good laugh watching Gunner eat dinner at Ray's Tavern not wearing any pants and sitting there in his boxers trying to pretend they were some type of stylin' new hiking shorts.