Pabst is about $32 for 24 around here. It's for hipsters and people who break pool cues over bar patrons' shoulder blades.
PBR goes for $2 a pitcher at the local bar. It's for hipsters and college kids. Your price is ridiculous. In other news that nobody cares about, I'm watching "Fat Kid Rules The World". Not too shab.
Yes. Suck it, Georgia. Ha ha. I got nothing bad to say about Johnny Football, and I realize Auburn's record is smoke and mirrors, but War Damn Eagle that was an exciting game. Ole Miss Lsu was pretty dramatic, too. My auto correct kept changing my damns to Dans, and my Ole to olé.
That is what blows my mind. In the states it's for people who live in trailer parks, or college kids who are too broke/too naive to drink something else. Apparently overseas they've convinced people this is a high class beer? Their international marketing team must be fucking brilliant. And I was looking forward to Clemson/FSU all week. Turns out to be the most boring game I've seen in a long time. Didn't see this blow out coming.
I disagree. Bf is currently driving home from Aggieland and in a foul, foul mood. He's their bad luck; every time he goes to a game they lose. This season and last season's losses are partially due to his presence in the stadium.
Just saw a "french the rainbow" commercial. Wtf? I think that was the same girl from the Sprint "I'm a zombie commercial." Speaking of tasting rainbows, whatever happened to TMR? Speaking of TMR, isn't it about time for a boobie thread update?
This cold is really starting to annoy me. I decided to cure myself by drowning the virus in bourbon. This makes total sense and in no way will this make things worse.
As many in-law stories as I've heard.... Look, pretty much the only thing I can tell you is to be yourself and be respectful. That is all you have control over. It's likely that at least on the first outing they will like you just fine. Usually if there is crazyness, it takes awhile to come out. If they don't react well to you right away, it probably has more to do with their hang ups. One of the things I aspire to is not to be one of those mothers-in-law that my friends are always telling horror stories about. I had a great mother-in-law in my first marriage. This marriage, she's kind of on the DL, so I don't interact with her much. Anyway, good luck.
does anyone else remember like 10 years ago when the PBR brand was up for sale for something absurdly cheap. I can't remember the exact amount, but it was like 3-7 mil. I was 19 and didn't know anyone with that type of money, but shit, what a good investment that turned out to be. fucking hipsters.
This right here. If someone funds my trip to your lovely country I'll happily buy some drinks. In another year I'll have two mechanical trades and I can cook well enough to feed a family so I'm free to a good home. I'm fucking well and truly over paying through the teeth for beer that isn't worth the tissues I use to wipe my jizz off my belly with. Somebody please save me.
Wow, totally misread the last two pages. I thought someone was paying Bundy $55 to drink that swill as a fraternity hazing incident. The other way around just defied all logic and reason.
There was an article a few months back, Fortune I believe, that tracked PBR's sales over the years and concluded that its pricing spiked because of too many hipsters drinking it. You know, supply and demand. It was actually my beer of choice for awhile as you could buy a 30 pack for $20. But as mentioned, it's getting fairly expensive. Too expensive for the quality. Still better than Yuengling, though. Yuengling likes to brag "oldest brewery in America", which would be pretty admirable if the beer didn't taste like water from my grandmother's house- metallic. Just because you're the oldest brewery doesn't mean you can't upgrade your machinery.
To clarify, this meeting is his parents meeting my parents. I've managed to avoid this collision of worlds for nearly a decade so far.
It's never turns out as bad as the way you play it out in your own head. Just have the taser charged and on stand-by.
After me and 3 other guys downed 11 pitchers of pumpkin beer and countless orders of wings while watching the Sox and UFC, my morning thus far has been defined by frequent trips to the toilet. There hasn't been this much colon punishment since Dixebandits first night in the clink. And what the fuck, pitchers were $25 each?