Unpleasant, metallic fizzy rubbish. Why anyone in the UK would drink it when we have so many glorious ales available I have no idea.
Unpleasant, metallic fizzy rubbish. Why anyone in the UK would drink it when we have so many glorious ales available I have no idea.
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What about blue moon? they sell that stuff here
There, but for the grace of God, goes John Bradford
My aim, then, was to whip the rebels, to humble their pride, to follow them to their inmost recesses, and make them fear and dread us. Fear is the beginning of wisdom.
I am tired and sick of war. Its glory is all moonshine. It is only those who have neither fired a shot nor heard the shrieks and groans of the wounded who cry aloud for blood, for vengeance, for desolation.
It's drinkable, but it's not my first choice. Or second, third or fourth...
lol we get all the crap then?Originally Posted by Kralizec
There, but for the grace of God, goes John Bradford
My aim, then, was to whip the rebels, to humble their pride, to follow them to their inmost recesses, and make them fear and dread us. Fear is the beginning of wisdom.
I am tired and sick of war. Its glory is all moonshine. It is only those who have neither fired a shot nor heard the shrieks and groans of the wounded who cry aloud for blood, for vengeance, for desolation.
Pretty much. American beer is horrible and so is the stuff designed for the American market.Originally Posted by Strike For The South
"A man may fight for many things: his country, his principles, his friends, the glistening tear on the cheek of a golden child. But personally, I'd mudwrestle my own mother for a ton of cash, an amusing clock and a stack of French porn."
- Edmund Blackadder
How stupid do I think the Americans are?Originally Posted by ShadesPanther
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I drink Texas beer anyway
There, but for the grace of God, goes John Bradford
My aim, then, was to whip the rebels, to humble their pride, to follow them to their inmost recesses, and make them fear and dread us. Fear is the beginning of wisdom.
I am tired and sick of war. Its glory is all moonshine. It is only those who have neither fired a shot nor heard the shrieks and groans of the wounded who cry aloud for blood, for vengeance, for desolation.
You're drinking oil?Originally Posted by Strike For The South
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