I have an uncle that enjoys a beer or two after a long day in the woods. He didn't have enough ambition to get one from the cooler and would always ask one of the young nephews to get it for him. Matter of fact, if it wasn't for gravity, he wouldn't have enough ambition for a bowel movement.
It finally got to the point where it was decided enough was enough. An empty beer bottle was filled with pickle juice, recapped, marked and placed in the cooler to chill for the night. The next evening, after the less-than-ambitious uncle asked for a beer, he was given the marked bottle for his enjoyment. He guzzled half of it before he realized it was pickle juice. He ended up emptying his guts of the pickle juice and everything else that was in there.
He got his own beer from that point on.