I honestly thought I invented shandy. About 15 years back or so, a buddy visited from out of town and brought a 12 pack of miller lite. And after he left, there were still a bunch of em left in the fridge. I didn't particularly care for it, but I didn't want to throw them away or let em go skunk. We had a pitcher of lemonade, and it was summer time, and it just came to me. The Beernold Palmer.
It was tasty, refreshing, and I told some buddies about my new invention. "Beernold Palmer? Prof, wtf are you talking about? It's a shandy, dipshit. You know, like Leinenkuegels."
Well, I felt like an idiot. But since I am idiot, that was par for the course.