While walking near work in Minneapolis, I encountered the following items in the following order. They tell a story...

First, I came upon an empty twelve-pack of Budweiser, "The King of Beers." In reality, I understand that Budweiser is actually "The Ford Taurus of Beers." By this I mean that it is widespread, readily available, thoroughly unimpressive, and what you buy when you're simply settling for something to get the job done in the most pedestrian manner possible. Whoever drank this did it in a rapid, no-nonsense, workmanlike manner. And it worked, because twenty feet later I found this...

Yep. Durex "Bare" condoms...when Trojans are just too extravagant. We have The Ford Taurus of Beers and the Stephen Baldwin of Condoms. This litter is the by-product of the romantic atmosphere that can only be created by a night in Uptown, a twelve-pack of Bud, and the warm, sensual glow from the Super America. Not only that, but notice that whoever was using these was thoughtful and sensitive enough to spit out their chewing gum. That's the type of love Teddy Pendergrass would sing about. And apparently it all worked out, because this was just a few feet away...

His and hers cigarettes. Good night, Uptown. Stay classy.