Listen. I don't care about Coors Light this or Vantucky Island that or whatever the fuck @haie is talking about. All I know is that I just packed nine pints of 10% stout on a two-night camping trip thinking that my beard would help. She didn't. The cooler was empty on the way home. And there were 17 day-drinking beers in the cooler at the start of the trip, too.
IPAs exist because it's the easiest way to make a crappy beer taste like something. Just add way too many hops
I remember my shitty Kokanee phase.
In think the only time I ever drank Kokanee was after a Monday Night game where the Seahawks beat Brett Favre. Hasselbeck era. There was a freak snow storm that shut I-5 down and we got stuck. The hillbilly that I went with had a half rack of Kokanee so we just drank it on the 4 hr ride home. Tasted mighty fine then but that was probably circumstantial.
I was there. We were “smart”and closed down the Downtown bars before heading up to Woodinville where we were staying. By then all you had to do was dodge the abandoned cars. No one was still driving. That Chrysler Pacifica was a snow machine surprisingly. 2006 I believe.
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How anyone can drink more than three Johnny Utahs or Bodhis and not get a DUI followed by wet butt diarrhea shocks me.
Rainier, Kokanee, and Miller High Life are fantastic summer beers to crush pre-vodka/gin/tequila sodas.
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What's up with the Dwags? Did we get any 5-stars?
Hey Mike…