“Panama in a can...”

Somewhere in this country there must exist a giant press with which they feed in parts of the country. Everything that one would think of when thinking of Panama is thrown into a giant hopper, most likely powered by diesel, that compresses and presses the pieces together and squeezes out a cool clear liquid, the very essence of the country itself. This liquid is then placed inside of cans suitably labelled “Panama” and sold at stores and restaurants countrywide where people such as myself can purchase it, for the low cost of between fifty cents to a dollar fifty. This is a reasonable investment indeed, to be able to drink the very country itself. Strangely enough, Panama tastes oddly like Heineken. I wonder what Canada tastes like?

Tyler