He also loved beer. The first day we got him, Jeremy put him in the back of the pickup to go to town to get beer. He put the 30 pack in the back with Lucky (bad idea). By the time he drove 6 miles home, Lucky had the box open along with 6 of the beers. You couldn't set your beer down or he would take it. He would grab it by the top and tip it right back.
Sounds like Lucky and I would get along just fine then. We have a lot of the same qualities.
We have a lot of the same qualities. 
