BLOGTOBERFEST: J. REMAN EDITION

Budweiser Beer with Natural Flavor AND Certified Color. What a deal!

I think my liver just shut down.

48 ounces of liquid offal is pretty horrifying, but it’s no Lil’ Red.

do you not have mexicans in the south? this shit is all over on the WC

Got no need for the fancy things….

Me, I’m a Creator

I can’t wait to get home and decorate my Zwinky

What the hell ever happened to ….. just beer? Can I get that anymore?

The hybrid juice/beer concoctions are great for Saturday mornings in the fall after a long night of partying and before a long day of, umm, partying… when there absolutely, positively must be alcohol in everything you drink on game day.

Re: tough/easy schedules; LSU’s OOC brings much shame to our state.

Can’t believe this hasn’t garnered a mention today on this board, of all places..

Mike Gundy is 41 today.

http://www.okstate.com/ViewArticle.dbml?DB_OEM_ID=8800&ATCLID=6459

Seriously though, as bad as I’m sure that shit is, it can’t be any worse than the Budweiser Energy shit they were giving away at some music festival I went to in Atlanta a few years ago. It tasted exactly like someone poured a Red Bull into a Budweiser.

return of the motherf’n MACK! YES! that’s my JAM!! wow. ok. whew. Hell YES!! thank you sir.

I’ll take my Bud Light with lime-aid and tequila if you please…
Redneck Margaritas and SEC football, smells like Saturdays

They sell that shit in South Carolina, or at least up here on the border in the Charlotte area.

Frank Solich thinks Charlie Weis is needlessly paranoid.

Has anyone tried the Bud Clamato hybrid drink? I’ve been seeing it in Arizona supermarkets. Oddly enough, it’s found primarily in markets who cater to a large hispanic clientelle. I suppose if you can eat menudo or lengua tacos, what’s a little clam juice and beer, right?

#13

As for not drinking in public, Frank Solich definately does not have time for that shit.

I drank 420 and bacardi clear mixed this past weekend. My body is still rejecting it.

I posted this gift to the Wolvies, who were eager for more Barwis pron:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KPyST7zp5kg

Same disclaimer as I posted there: this is not from the Fiesta, obviously, but from the Sugar. It’s hard to discern the English from the beast-growl, but the f-bombs stand out pretty well.

I saw Clamato juice at a concession stand at a junior hockey match in Canada this winter and asked what the hell that was for… to my surprise, it was to mix with the Molsen Canadian on draft.

Wait wait wait…when did Jake Locker get hurt? I can’t get in my quota of laughing at bad things happening to Ty if I never hear about them, dammit.

Whatever happened to the days a man didn’t have to drink something with vegetables and/or fruit in it before a football game? This is football for Christ sakes!! Go reclaim your balls from that glass jar and start drinking like a man again. I suggest boilermakers all day using Bud Diesel and some green label Jack. Nothing prepares you more to yell obscenities at other SEC fans (and ACC fans if your team is lucky enough to play a few).

Just saw this whilst traveling in WbygodV, wondered what the hell sprung this geniusness.

In Canada they sell pre-mixed cans of Vodka and Clamato, known as “Cesars”. They actually aren’t half bad.

Miller Lite and V-8, 3:5 ratio, awesomeness.

Seriously, try it, you’ll like it.

Actually, not 3:5, a 3:2 ratio, as in 3 parts beer, 2 parts V-8. And yes, only an engineer can butcher math so badly.

I had to google “Clamato”, because I couldn’t believe it could possibly be what I thought, clam and tomato. Holy freaking crap. Why?

And I’m sure V-8 can be mixed with beer, but that’s irrelevant as long as vodka exists. And add some tabasco and worchestershire sauce to that too, please.

anything beyond a little branch water in your alcohol is just going to lengths to please your inner child… who is a frilly pantied little girl

Dear Cincy’s brain,

“Don’t you even fucking think about it”

Sincerely,
Cincy’s stomach

“The perfect combination” …if you want to puke

Insane @ #27…your comment brought my dirty, wet martini dangerously close to my keyboard. While I can truly appreciate your simile, I’ve changed too many diapers on frilly pantied little girls to automatically consider the humerous aspect of such a visual. The aroma alone provides stomach-turning aspects. Sorry.

That said, branch water with whisky or whiskey, but various other alcohols require slightly different treatment, and ultimately after some level of excess, it just doesn’t fuckin’ matter, so long as it is alcohol. As a matter of fact, I think I vaguely remember that after last years fuckin’ Auburn game at the Swamp and in the bullGator parking lot at two in the morning drinking what I was told was a bud-clam…after the nine tanqueray and tonics in the skybox and being told by a coed that I looked like her older sister’s husband whom she just “Loved”, I could drink anything and was beautiful. Sure felt like shit the next morning, but I couldn’t pin it on the bud-clam, so whatever.

I have to use my former college-aged eye-calculator to appraise that – as in ‘would I like to see/feel/taste that coming back up after over indulging?’

Nix Nein, Frankenstein. I’ll pass.

I drink nothing but grain alcohol and rainwater.

Purity of essense, bitches.

Thus more evidence that Mexicans are inherently masochistic.

Tried the Chelada last week during a run of tall boys. I’m liable to drink anything with alcohol in it, gasoline included, but that, my friends, is an undrinkable concoction. Later that week I happened to run into a guy who is Bud distributor and he said the stuff sells like crazy. Go figure.