Good looking hat. Also, wearing it has made it easier to hit sinkers
In the times of Ancient Rome the Mayans would remove their beer die hats after defeat. For after their subsequent beheading they were forced to enter Valhalla in shame, hatless.
While few tables these days adhere to the traditions of our ancestors (never argue with house rules), it means I have never had to take my beer die hat off. I've worn it for nearly every occasion: board meetings with the C-Suite, surfing, funerals. When I enter a business that doesn't allow caps, the staff insists that I keep it on. I know that my hat-wearing ancestors are smiling down on me from Nirvana after ever sink, and I've got this glorious hat to thank for that.
I won my hat in an unsanctioned back alley game of high stakes die. Gave me the addiction for die I have today. I haven’t taken it off yet and you can’t make me.