'Sack, usually I ignore you, but the shit you're saying about beer is some of the dumbest shit I've heard. You sound like a virgin giving sex tips. Heineken is crap beer, it's the Dutch equivalent of Bud. That alone speaks volumes. Then to say you're cool because you don't drink microbrews, you're a beer hipster. Go drink your bottled PBR and feel cool.To say universally beer out of a tap is somehow crap boggles my mind. Somehow to you Harps on tap is good, but fat tire on tap is crap is literally nonsense. Trying new beers isn't snobby or pretentious, it's a little luxury in life anyone can afford. I think the regionality of the scene makes it more interesting. To say you deserve credit for you're loyalty to a shitty Dutch beer is stupid. I'm a fan of the scene but I don't over analyze it. Being in San Diego I'm in a hotbed for microbrews. I know what I like and what I don't. I'm a fan of most anything, so long as it tastes good I don't care where it's from, how it's made, or the type.
Whoa....WHA???? Now THERE'S a switch. Up here it's been drummed down to I think 8% alcohol. Maybe it has something to do with all of those teenagers getting put into comas from it. Sounds like your version is more fun. Perhaps I'll pass.
They pulled that shit from the shelves here faster than they outlawed K2. Bad decisions in a can, indeed.
You can still get it in the Northeast, but it's a nerfed-down version of what it originally was. The original stuff used to fuck you up in one can.
Crown, I gave it a shot out of pure curiosity and I can definitively say that you're far better off drinking a six-pack of good beer with a higher alcohol content. This holds especially true if there's no caffeine or blisteringly high alcohol content in the Canadian version. It'll just ruin your birthday.
They took out the caffeine so now its just a weird tasting malt-liquor alternative. That stuff was hell in a can. I've had nights where I drank 3-4 tall vodka redbulls and I never woke up shaking like I did after crushing a 4 Loko. People complain about binge drinking leading to reckless sexual activity? Well 4 Loko's shock and awe like produced little of that result cause I doubt people were able to perform after sucking down a can or two.
Gentlemen, I am now the temporary owner of a pink road bike from -m assuming, the 90s. I also ordered a wool cycling jersey online today. Time to go pick up some German chicks.
Bear in mind you are saying this to someone who owns a typewriter. Nonetheless it is a multi-gear freewheel bike.
Pfft. I was going to go for a conference but other things got in the way. And isn't Portland where all the hipsters are?
We made pork chops with a can of the blueberry. It was... not as bad as one would think. I had 3 cans, blacked out, woke up on the floor with the toilet filled with green vomit, and I had an irregular heartbeat for 2 days. I was shaking for a solid 48 hours. During the blackout we laid siege to my friend's apartment screaming for him to come out like madmen at 1 am. No recollection of this. I had no clue why he was so livid. "Seriously dude, we had some drinks, people left, I got sick. What the fuck is your problem?" "Is that really what you think?" My other friend drove home in a fugue state, stopped at the bank, then taco bell, and he woke up almost 24 hours later with no recollection of his ride home. However, that shit made my tolerance go through the roof. A couple weeks later, with the same friend, played beer pong with the leftover 4 Loko cans. Didn't phase us one bit. Some other guy ended up face down in the dirt. Someone called the guy's brother, and he was pissed to have to come out for this drunk twerp. Dragged him face down through the lawn and slung him into the truck. All you heard was a small, muffled scream because his mouth and eyes were filled with dirt, vomit, grass, and Loko.
...You deglazed pork chops with 4 Loko? I think Blue Dog might cut your head off for that culinary sin. I don't remember much about my experience with it. Only we had drank other alcohol BEFORE we cracked a can open. I snapped back and realized we both had been staring at the DVD menu for Commando for about 20 minutes. My buddy started giggling uncontrollably and started talking about how he wanted to smoke some salvia. At that, I went and threw up for an hour.
See, now this would be a great thread. 4 Loko nightmares. My first experience was unreal. I visited my friends in Cleveland for the weekend, right when the Loko was hitting its apex. I had never tried it to that point and said friends had bought a case. Well we began drinking the Rasberry Lemonade flavor which tasted like rancid Crystal Light, mixed with burning. Others were drinking beer and vodka. After his first can, one of my friends, Sauer, was drunk enough that, unbeknowst to us, he mixed himself a cocktail of 4 Loko and Stoli. We all staggered to the bars. I hadn't blacked out, but the whole night is framed in a weird tunnel vision. Sauer had disappeared and the night was fragmenting so my other friend Kiwi and I head back to the place he shares with Sauer. We get back and find Sauer laying on top of his sheets, perfectly still on his back, arms crossed like King Tut. After finishing the 2 half empty cans of Loko on the counter, Kiwi and I decide we HAVE to clean their messy beer cans. Well Kiwi gets the FANTASTIC idea to just toss the 30 or so beer cans out the window...4 stories up...onto a busy Cleveland street. We got through all the cans, and then, likely as the last 4 Loko sips absorbed in, I tossed him the Stoli bottle and he pitched it into the street where it shattered...right in front of a cop. We spent the next 30 min army crawling around their apartment as the cops shined spotlights in and banged on their down, terrified of being arrested, yelling about plausible deniability, and trying not to puke out of fear and alcohol excess. I passed out under a pile of blankets and pillows where I thought the police would not find me when they inevitably broke down the door. That shit is just wild. I've puked 5 times from drinking since college, and 3 were due to 4 Loko. Oi.
Just best manned it at my buddies wedding this weekend, we had a blast. The groomsmen, groom and I were the life of the party. I felt kinda bad because despite the fact that I had been trying to think of what I was going to say during the toast for months, I was never never satisfied with the words on paper so I just winged it. Ended up being an awesome decision, it was short, only one (well received) attempt at humor and the rest from the heart. I think mine seemed great in contrast to the other speeches which while very sweet, seemed canned and were a bit long which is probably how mine would have turned out if I wrote it down. Gotta say though, I was nervous as hell, usually I'm calm speaking in front of people but having it be my best friend's big day really put the pressure on.