Beer Troubles!

Breaking news: Wingding cums on the remaining 96% of US hops crop.

:x :x :x [shakes head]

*Note to self: Check into building refrigerated warehouse*

Yesterday I did a crossword puzzle.... Clue, 5 letter word: Beer with spring water???? Answer was: COORS!!!!!!

*Bastage*

Psst!!! Here's a cold Coors for you!!!!

Yea, I have....... Bottled..... Not sure if what we get is true Guinness though.....

The bottled stuff is not the same. But a good fresh Guinness poured (properly) from the tap, it's excellent.

You know, I'm not quite sure if I've ever tried a Coors.

Most backwood low lying stump water filtered with yer skinnies will give you a similar taste and texture to capture the essence...

Hops is a cousin to the good old Mary Jane bud. Notice how some hoppy beers
smell like a fresh bag when first opened?

Pot smokers would be upset for a fallen family member, but by the end of the
article they wouldn't remember what it was about.

Good a good???

I drink Coors & have for over 25 years..... It's my regular beer.... I started drinking it when I could only get it in CO.... I used to haul Stroh's beer out there & trade it for Coors to bring home.... I can't remember how long ago they started bringing it into MI..... Every since then, I've drank Coors as my regular beer.......

Coors Light on the hand, is salty water.... I can't stand that beer..... They've got Coors Light every where up here, but Coors is harder to find..... They'll put lots of Bud in the coolers around here, but only a couple of 12ers of Coors..... So you have to look harder for Coors.......

I'll pick up Bud if I'm in a pinch.....

Yes, but the best hops are British! [/flame]

East Kent Goldings... the king of hops!

Gotta disagree with you there. The stuff on tap is the over-chilled (Extra Cold is even worse), bland nitrokeg pap that's designed to be smooth but largely tasteless.
The stuff in bottles is much more authentic and actually tastes like a proper stout.

What's depressing is this: guess which one they serve at the St. James' Brewery? Yup, the nitrokeg. Arthur Guiness must be spinning in his grave.

The best of the lot is the Foreign Extra Stout, but you don't see that very often.
If you like stout, look out for Wychwood Brewery's "Black Wych" which is currently in-season and available in my local Sainsbury's

To funny..... My brother lived in Denver back when I hauled Coors..... Now he lives in Lincoln NE......

I can see your Coors loving, I always liked Coors!

I'd take a PBR over a Bud anyday!

We always called Bud "horse piss", but I don't remember how it got tagged that, we never drank any horse piss to my recollection.

When I was in the Navy we tried to kill ourselves drinking Little Millers, you know 3 guys trying to down the 88 Little Millers 11 8 packs, we weren't actually trying to kill ourselves intentionally at the time, but it was a miracle we didn't!

I remember riding down the road throwing empty little miller bottles at the signs on the side of the road, the neon ones were quite spectacular when they exploded, we called those the good ole days, when we started drinking we left out brains behind!

Maybe thats when we drank the horse piss??? :?

What the hell!

What do you think of Sam Adams Boston Lager?

I find the opinion of a necrophiliac in a hat difficult to take.

But then I find it difficult to take anything Wingy has to give - my orifices just aren't big enough.

I prefer it chilled!

No wait! I got it! I got it! Don't tell me....they would have a wooden taste!
Did I get it? Huh? Did I? Did I?

Yeah you're right about that!

So you are versatile!

Tell us one of your survivor stories RC!

I've never mixed the two but too much wine has given me the worst hangover ever. I believe it dehydrates one much more than beer which probably has a lot to do with it.

Water and bananas are a hungover person's best friend.

hah! I know for sure I gotcha all beat with my "sickest" story!!

Went out drinkin with the guys for my best buds bday. Little me, and 10 of my guy friends. No other girls... that was red flag number one. We get to the bar, tell the bartender it's my friends bday, we got some free shots, and endless cheap beer for the night. Red flag two, I'm allergic to beer.

As we're doin these shots, best buddy pal tells me he's gonna buy me some gross shots, like cement mixer and dead rabbit. He want's to see me puke for his bday. I tell him I cannot puke (I can't, it's a curse) red flag 3... if there are any other girls on these forums who happen to read this. DONT FOLLOW MY TRAIL!

The rest of the night was everyone buying me drinks, after shot, after drink, after shot after shot. Think what killed me was the 5 151 shots. As Rich (buddy) nicely put it.

"You wandered into the bathroom. Very casually, we didn't think anything was wrong with you. Then you never came back! So we got some bouncers to go check on you, then all hell broke loose!"

My side. I was nicely hugging the toilet, praying the gods to let me puke! Passed out. Woke up to 2 big guys grabbing me under the arms and trying to take me away from my precious sanctuary! oh HELL no! I fought back... wasn't even aware they were bouncers... I grabbed onto anything I could get my hands onto and wiggled my way out of their grasp as much as possible. Then the third one came and I was toast.

Dragged out of the bathroom, and tossed (literally) at Rich. He carried me outside to get me some fresh air, and I was out like a light. I don't remember a thing after this, but I'm thinking, all the alcohol, and the extra excersise from the bouncers didn't go to well. The fresh air didn't do me so well, so the guys decided to drop me off at home. (it was already 2am, I didn't totally kill the night )

Tossed me into the car, and I apparently started mumbling shit, like "I want my bed" and "I'm sorry if I puke on you" *shrugs*

Then I stopped breathing

Took me to the hospital where I got the shit kicked out of my ribs. Was dead for like 2-3 mins or something. Woke up, drunker than fuck still, and freaked out a bit. Rich came in and promised he'd never buy me 50 shots again (took it back 2 days later)

Sobered up for like 2 hours, then was allowed to leave.

Oh, and the kicker afterwords was that I went to work the next day, was supposed to work that night, and they told me that they couldn't find anyone to cover for me. So I had to go in, feeling like utter fucking hell, in a hot hot kitchen (Quizno's), no long sleeve shirts. I looked like a freakin heroin addict that day in the worst way. Punctures all over my arms from the IV"s and big black circles under my eyes...

ya it was stupid, but I proved to em... I don't puke!



Typically when I go out I have a couple mini pitchers of Rye and Coke, then I'm good for the night just drinking water.

Well here's a little drunken tale that cost me a rank before it was over..... Here's a vintage photo of the beginning of the drunk, with me sitting on the sand bags in Nam......

It all started one afternoon, with no planning what so ever..... You had to be E5 & above to buy liquor in Nam.... Even then it was rationed with a card, same as beer, for E4 & below.... I was E4....

A guy in the unit got sent home because one of his parents had died..... I drove him to the rear to fly out..... On the way I got to thinking, he's got a ration card & he's not going to use it, he's going home!!!!!! So I asked him to max out his card at the PX before he left..... I scored 4 bottles of booze in one swoop!!!!! I raced back out to the field with a party in the truck!!!!

When I got back it was mid day.... I started drinking right now!!! An hour into it & my buds came rolling in early off the road..... Showed the booze to them & we started to toss back the booze......

Then one of my buds says, we're in early for a late run back to the rear.... Every lowboy in the platoon, including mine, was to run to the rear, get loaded & run back out before the last convoy left......

Me, being ready to take full advantage of a situation, said Hey, if we don't get loaded, we'll have to stay in the rear & can go to the EM club & really get hammered!!!!!! We all agreed to the plan!!!!!!

We blasted to the rear, & let them start loading us up.... We took our time as it was getting late.... Sure enough when we got to the check point, the last convoy had left for the night!!!!! Yee Haw!!!!!

We went straight to the EM club & started at it!!!! This was a signal battalion & they didn't have a love for engineers!!!! Fight broke out about 11 & well, we had no where to drink anymore!!!!

Ebb, who was E5 said lets go down town to the whore house & get a shot of ass!!!! So off we go down town..... We take over this whore house.... Drank their beer & had their women!!! Things were getting wild about now....

Once we finally decided to give the whore house back, we decided we needed a ride back to base..... We had no money left between any of us.... Ebb says we're going to take a taxi.... I said no money.... He said we're going to take a taxi..... I says OK.....

Ole Ebb flags down a Lambreta... If you've not seen one, they're 3 wheeled scooters that drove with handlebars.... Ebb gets in front with the driver & we pile in the back.... We start going towards post & Ebb leans in front of the guy & takes the handlebars saying he's going to drive & has papasan behind his shoulder pinned to the cab!!!! Papasan, wrestles the handlebars back & Ebb does it again..... Finally Ebb just takes his shoulder & pushes papasan right out the door..... He rolled off to the side of the road & Ebb drove us right up to post..... We left the Lambreta there & went in to find a rack to crash on.....

Next morning, I'm the only one awake..... I'm setting on the side of the rack with my head pounding in my hands, thinking, WHEW, I'm in bad shape!!!!!

All of a sudded the door to the huch explodes & someone is screaming GET UP!!!!!! GET UP YOU SORRY SOBS & GET YOUR SORRY ASSES OUT & FALL IN!!!!!! I looked up & it was the Sargent Major, along with several other high rankers.....

We blast out the door & fall in!!!!! SM starts in on us & the sun was so bright it made my head hurt!!!! YOU BASTAGES GET ON THOSE TRUCKS & GET BACK OUT TO THE UNIT & I MEAN NOW!!!! YOU BETTER HOPE THAT I DON'T GET THERE FIRST!!!!!!

We fire the trucks, forget breakfast, & drove out like the world was on fire!!! We pulled into the compound & our hearts sank.... There was the SM chopper sitting there waiting for us!!!!!!

From that point it went all down hill..... RC was now E3.... We were hazed for a solid week over it..... Ebb got it the worst because he was E5 & highest ranking of the bunch....

I'll never forget that drunk as long as I live..... Course, It would take me too long to write the entire account.....

WOW that was a costly one for you, but thats still the good ole days, back when we had more fun than sense, if I'd had done that one, it would have ended with me getting VD from the whore house!

Probably so. With soft drinks there is a slight variation in the recipe depending on the container used. The chemicals react differently with plastic vs. glass. Also isnt keg beer pastureized while bottled beer isnt or vice versa?

LOL @ calling Bud a soft drink - hear, hear.

Most beer is pasteurised to prolong it's shelf life. Keg beer certainly is, and most bottled beer is as well.

The except is "real" ale, which isn't pasteurised so that it undergoes a secondary fermentation in the barrel (known as cask-conditioning) or bottle (which produces a sediment in the bottle). Some continental beers are also left unpasteurised (I think Hoegaarden is one example), but I'm not aware of any Anglo-lagers which are not pasteurised.