4 thoughts on “…Good God, *no*.”

  1. When I was staying in El Paso, I made friends with one of the nice cleaning ladies there. She was a sweet grandmotherly type who smiled kindly as I butchered Spanish in an effort to talk to her.
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    One morning, she showed up in my room with some alcohol that a former guest had left behind. A 12 pack of Budweiser Strawberry Rita was part of the offering. Your reaction was about what mine was.

  2. Who keeps buying all that malt liquor swill? Someone must because they keep making it. Didn’t we learn anything from Zima.

  3. There’s an explosion of ciders on the market, and I suspect this is a test by Bud to get into the craze without actually fermenting apples.

    1. If by ‘ciders’ you mean “noxious swill”. I have yet to try any of those things that are one bit better than completely revolting….

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