Meh- I Drank Black Label Beer- cant get much worse than that lol
Lol. My first week in Vietnam I spent getting trained on gunboat engines by an alcoholic E5 who hid a case of Black Label in an empty steel hull on blocks in the summer sun. He wouldnt leave me alone until I pretended to drink one. God how horrible. 100 degree Black Label. Fowl and rancid. He’d pound it down. Shudder.
I can top that. Out here in the NY/NJ area years ago was this stuff called “Iron City Beer’’.
Tasted like sewer water but it did the job.
“Meh- I Drank Black Label Beer- cant get much worse than that lol”
When I was in high school I had a job as a kitchen hand in an industrial kitchen, the head cook was a guy named Johnny he was probably 90 lb thin, a retired army Sergeant stewburner who smoked Pall Malls and loved his Black Label beer.
I remember driving up to see people in Pennsylvania and passing by the brewery in Baltimore, I think I might have drank one or two in my lifetime and it wasn’t all that bad. But to qualify that statement I have to remind myself that Dad was groovin’ on his Falstaff and Old Milwaukee, Black Label was too expensive I reckon.
After a day of hot work as the yard slave, pops would say “go grab yourself a beer.” After a hot day sweatin’ my arse off, that Falstaff tasted pretty darn good.
My uncles were one step above that with their basement refrigerators full of Schlitz.
Bohunks... Wayne Newton’s “Lazy Hazy Crazy Days of Summer” on the AM, grilled ring bologna and würst, a can o’suds. I think about that and chuckle sometimes.
Very few of us could force ourselves to drink it.
In college I drank the Beast (aka Milwaukee’s Best) dyed green for St Paddy’s day.
Later, I was so sick I thought my shoes were going to come out of my mouth. It was.....green. ewwwww!
Except that this ancient brew has probably deteriorated to the level of Coors Light (i.e., water with the slightest hint of a flavor additive).
“Meh- I Drank Black Label Beer- cant get much worse than that lol”
Oertle’s 92.
Buckhorn beer (Olympia’s bargain brand) was pretty bad. The best you could say about it was that it was no worse warm than cold.