Whoah, hey, hold on, I ain't knockin good beer. I ain't saying I don't know good beer. My friend in Virginia has gone on beer missionaries to Europe, traveling the countries, seeing all the famous composers graves of centuries gone by, and sampling wine and ales and lagers everywhere. He then came home with his new brewing recipes, and I tasted one of his finest barrels. Excellent stuff. Closest I've found to what he brewed would be St. Sebastian's. And Monday nights have slowly turned into taste-testing at the Oak St. Cafe. Raspberry flavored beer, vampire beer, Blue Moon, Nostradamus, all kinds of stuff. I've tried plenty of good beer.
BUTT...... and a very large butt at that.... we also have our taste for good enough beer. Which is what we get pitchers of to get drunk! I sure ain't gonna get drunk offa no $8 a pint stuff! I'll save that for a good MY strip steak! But to get a case and start chugging, Coors PBR and Stroh's does just fine for us.
Now then... where's my beer bong.....
Bring anything. I'll bring the glasses.
