10.30.2025 – Asheboro, NC

We’d been drinking for a while. I’d just dropped off another round of PBRs to my two buddies on the Rusty Rooster patio. They were laughing with some people at the next table when I headed back to the bar window to grab my own drink. Suddenly, the laughter stopped. When I turned back around, my friends were staring at me, expectantly like, “Bro, you gonna bring those beers or what?”

Their beers? The ones I had literally just handed them seconds earlier? Completely empty. Bone dry. Not spilled. Not misplaced. Just… gone.

I asked the bartender if she saw anything but she just kept making drinks and said, “Happens all the time but it’s none of my business.”  She looked like she’d seen something though. I thought it was some sort of “glitch in the matrix” moment, I could’ve sworn I’d just handed them drinks… but it was my round so I brought them two more beers.   

My suspicions were confirmed when I paid the tab, I did buy those two extra beers! Nobody here is saying they actually saw Beerfoot but c’mon, who else could chug two PBRs in the blink of an eye and vanish before anyone can take a picture? Whatever it was, that wasn’t cool. Probably best we keep an eye out for anything suspicious and a closer eye on those beers.