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Once, wishing to broaden the hoppy horizons of some comrades, I brought a couple bombers of Rogue Chocolate Stout to a party. I was expecting a cask full of praise for the full bodied finish of espoused oats and cocoa dancing the makarena on their untrained palettes. What I received was a yard full of grimaces, followed by a lampooning, topped off with the rise of the King of Beers galloping down their gullets like a chaser of misère. Never will I recommend music, nor beer to any of my peers again.
 
People dont fuck with mine...they know best.

You've got training in the repo industry. They don't want you to repo the beer.

Once, wishing to broaden the hoppy horizons of some comrades, I brought a couple bombers of Rogue Chocolate Stout to a party. I was expecting a cask full of praise for the full bodied finish of espoused oats and cocoa dancing the makarena on their untrained palettes. What I received was a yard full of grimaces, followed by a lampooning, topped off with the rise of the King of Beers galloping down their gullets like a chaser of misère. Never will I recommend music, nor beer to any of my peers again.

Its like trying to get germans to drink an IPA. The only one to enjoy anything so far was half finnish. :waah:
 
Same thing happened to me with some wonderful brews that swizzle gave me! I had probably four misc. beers in addition to one that I popped open. Some dude comes up to me a while later with the lone, now half-empty, bottle of Hop Wallop telling me "Man this has a kick to it!" . I figured with a fridge full of Bud Light the craft brew would remain unscathed. :erk:

Nice! So the guy didn't even ask? He just grabbed it and started drinking?

@Jerry: hahahahahahaha
 
Re-reading my post, I realize I failed to mention the wife took the Rogues simply because it was a BYOB party. She *saw* me put the Smiths in my pockets. Hence, teh funnay
 
I'm extremely confrontational about my beer... a typical night here if friends are over begins with the words: "See this beer here? This beer on this shelf is FUCKING MINE. Don't touch this shit. You can drink that jizzwater down there."

Don't ever fuck with mah beer.
 
If they happen to grab one, he lets out a bardish falsetto that buckles their knees and opens their hands, followed by casting feather fall on the beer bottle, letting it safely fall to the ground.
 
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When I first saw this I was hoping it would be a video of a concert performed on a plane.

How disappointing... I was expecting something a little more Spinal-Tap-esque from something entitled 'Flight 666'.
 
I hate waiting. Still 5 hours till Costco opens up so I can pick up the 47" 120hz 1080p brainwashing machine. No hauls for a while, this beast has replaced that.
 
haha television is stupid

i'm in a SUPER TIGHT MONEY CRISIS at the moment but that's what rock n roll life is like
 
Speaking of crises, my mom is here for a month fresh from cairo after a 2 year stay. Gotta start coming up with excuses so I don't have to deal with her newly found sandniggerisms.

HAIR.
 
i don't have anything by parabellum, it's all impossible to find

if anyone is interested in ILDJARN IS DEAD LP, the TAAKE/AMOK split, TOXIC HOLOCAUST EVIL NEVER DIES DIE HARD LP, or some other stuff i might sell later, get in touch though