She’s not real – it’s the beer goggles, dumbass
Quite simply the worst beer ever. I am lucky to be able to type since I was stuck in bed all day yesterday. (Listening to crazy talk from the other room.) The last time I felt this bad, wormwood was involved. This is what the morning after feels like:
molecular acid is preferable
It is like a six pack in a bottle. Pounding it in 20 minutes after drinking an actual six pack? This shit is pure toxic death. QED.
On the bright side, you can fuel your car with it, or clean blood off concrete. The latter [Ed: your blood on the concrete.] is what the lawyers would call a “foreseeable consequence” of drinking this, so save a little – pour it on the ground when you’re done. You’ll recognize it [Ed.: the ground.] as the thing you’re holding down, lest it fly off into space. (Thanks for saving the rest of us, btw.)
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damn girl u got big ass titties
you are so hot oe beer girl i am whacking it to your pic fo sho
This stuff is awesome, don’t you realize that it’s meant to be drunk by people who aren’t total grannies?
It’s for people with low expectations for tomorrow.
I drink this all the time and wake up at 6am and go to work. If you’re a little girl and can’t do the same I’m sorry. Pussies.
It’s shit and you know it. FourLoko is better.
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SHES FAKING IT
It’s not the first time somebody told me that
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Beer Reviews: Old English 800 high gravity | Messenger Puppet
buy a box bitches.
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