Ass Myker

Staying at a D.C. hotel for the weekend, I came out of the pool and was waiting for the elevator with another guest when around the corner comes a boy and man in swim trunks.  The man says "ya'll know where I can find an ass myker?"  I stared at him for a heartbeat, saw the bucket of beer in his arm and realized this was not a man who was asking for something weird I had never hear of, but a southerner asking for an ice maker.  The other guest and I both said some version of "sorry, no" about the time the elevator arrived.  As we got on the elevator and the door closed I heard the boy ask about going swimming.  The man replied "I gotta find some ice, son.  Daddy can't swim on warm beer."