InBev, or EnBev. I think the largest brewing concern in the world. Certainly it is now.

They're Brazilian.

Looking itup on wikipedia shows that it's a combo that I wish I could say I was from. Belgo-Brazilian. "Hi, I'm Björpt and I am Belgo-Brazilian."

No you don't. I've never met a ho that could cook worth a damn.

I will drink of nothing that comes from Brazil. They probably sneak some tranny juice into everything they sell.

I keeps drinking.

wheeeeeeeeeee!

The wheeeeeeeels of the bus goes rounds and rounds....

Everything spins.

Adolphus Busch, a full-blooded German founded Anheuser-Busch. I'm sure it became more american as generations and years passed, but AB was always recognized as being a very "german" brewery, in spirit, at least.

^^^ Well, regular Bud tastes like shit to me. Bud Light tastes even shittier. This new stuff, I actually enjoy.

If Bud makes anything that tastes remotely like beer I consider that an improvement. Also, horrible horrible name.

I live in St. louis, and I can't stand their beers. But, then again, I'm not much of a beer drinker. I'll grab a Newcastle if I'm feeling saucy.

That's a personal favorite of mine. I have an empty keg of it sitting in my beer tap right now. I usually alternate between Newcastle Brown and Full Sail IPA.

My current dalliance with Bud Light Platinum is mostly the fact that I can enjoy a few beers now without it totally fucking up my bloodsugar. Kind of like Diet Coke vs. Regular Coke. No one with diabetes would drink Diet Coke if they could get away with drinking the real stuff.

They banned me after 2 posts of pouring my heart out. They are not a bunch that is excepting of a flawed and troubled man that needs a helping hand to take a step forward in life.

I didn't save the entire posts, here is what someone thought was a highlight.

"In my drunken stupor, I decided to go all out and eat this chick's ass. It was all waxed and nice, but when you wake up hung over in, a strange place , 4 hours after you were supposed to be at work, stinking like crack whore ass, something has to give. I'll save the other gory details, except for the fact that she was in and out, rather I was in and out so fast, I might not have remembered her except for the smell. I'm lucking I didn't pass out in the tub, soaking my junk in hot water."

That was part of a long post describing my day after the Super Bowl rock bottom moment. Afterwards I wrote a "what brought me to rock bottom" post, then I let it lay for 2-3 days. When I tried to log back on, it completely blocked me from viewing the board. I had to clear my cookies in order to root around.


I think their shunning of me has triggered my desire to drink. I also think writing fake crack whore stories has triggered my desire for a crack whore.

FUCK YES.

There's a dive bar that I used to go to shows at that served Sammy Smith's. They taste like semi-burnt breakfast in a bottle.

Cheers





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I'm in. Someone say hi out dere!!!!!

Maker's 46.

That explains stuff.

Self-explanatory.

Sure thing.

Last word.

Not yet.

Again, GOODNIGHT.

‘Tis the season, mädchen und jungen, to peruse the list of St. Nicholas, and determine just who has been good and who has been naughty.
If you have truly been good, do not worry. But if you have torn the wings off of flies, or pulled the whiskers of a cat for the sheer fun of it…BEWARE
for KRAMPUS is coming…

This seems like a good time to discuss my baptism. The priest was drunk and dropped me in the baptismal urn instead of just dunking me into it briefly like he was supposed to. My uncle had to rush forward to save me from drowning.

My priest was in a hurry because his girlfriend was waiting for him just off in the background. In fact, he was hurrying so much that his priestly robes caught on fire and he had to be doused with Holy water just to keep from burning to death. This was my introduction to humanity. I'm not too worried about Krampus.

After two straight days of whiskey & bourbon, I just took a dump that I'm fairly certain I could have lit on fire..

The scatology class with Steezo is here again. Congratulations on the job.

Thanks for the encouragement. I kind of feel like I just unloaded an science experiment. I wonder if a few more days of consumption like the last two would have resulted in spontaneous combustion.

You would have lifted off and gotten ethereal and stuff.

I continues my experimentring.

Nyquil. And if there is none, Jager.

I'd substitute SoCo for NyQuill any time. Tastes better, and same effects. Plus, I gotta get up for the Daytona 500 tomorrow.

Irish car bombs (if you're British, "Depth Charges") Whatever I'm drunky, you fucks

It's not a drinking night for me until I pull out my 12 gauge and shoot something...

Bushmills with a splash of cold water. Great Alaskan Bush Company, here comes Meezo...Errr, I mean Steezo.

wtg, mate. Don't listen to Charin.

I should be fucking dead. I have horrible cotton mowf, my tongue has racing stripes (don't make me post a pic) and I threwed up only spinach. My body rejecyled it.

.......OOOOOOOOoooooooohhhhhhh, my achesy head......

If you're ever in Baltimore, I can't recommend these enough.

Ducalw Brewing

The Bad Moon Porter is excellent. The Serum will knock you on your ass.

Went to Gossip in Hell's Kitchen with Heather Pink. We killed half a plate of vegan nachos together. Then her bf and my bf dropped by and we went to Rick's Cabaret in midtown. For such a high caliber club, we were unimpressed with the level of talent. Um hi, you're a stripper at a high end club...GET A GYM MEMBERSHIP. I saw only 2 girls that would've made it past auditions back when clubs had standards. Heather got a dance from one of the hot ones. I thought she was Japanese, but she was from Uzbekistan. I can't believe these girls were half my age and had guts spilling out over their sides. And how about, if you're chunky AT LEAST GET SOME BIG FAKE TITS. Anyway, I had a Ketel1 on the rocks. Just 1. I'm a lightweight these days. One drink and I'm finished.

Same here.

For tonight, Wagon, I bid you adieu. Fancy red wine and maybe some Pyrat rum later. Pronounced "Pirate," not all foofy like the girl at the liquor store said: "Pier-rott"

whats the story there?. is she inbred alaskan tongue tied or did you guys fly her in from somewhere?.