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March 16, 2007 in Jamokes
A person who walks into a bar which is well known for a VERY NICE worldly beer selection and then orders and drinks several PBR’s from a can is a major Jamoke.
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March 16, 2007 at 10:14 pm
Blech. Tiggers don’t like PBR.
March 17, 2007 at 2:11 am
are they still canning Pabst?? and selling it?? and earning a profit?!?!?
March 17, 2007 at 6:41 am
The Scarlet Pimpernel
A bunch of savages in this town…
Went to this real hole in the wall bar on the edge of the ol’ college town…it’s located in back of a cement truck stock yard. Yeah buddy. Anyhoo, I was pretty impressed with their beer selection. Here I’m thinking this place prolly serves both kinds of beer: Bud and Bud Light, but oddly not- there was a plethora there. All chilling nicely in (what was probably) one of the first ever manufactured double-sliding glass doored refrigerator displays. Quite breathtaking really…They had two variety of can beers sitting comfortably on the top shelf…PBR and Shlitz. Like I said before, this was a classy establishment, and the Shlitz on the top shelf was there only as a reminder. Zom-Zoms played there that night amongst other local non-local bands. Great music if you like 80s psychedelic Brit-pop…lotsa random lyrics and Atari chords. There was almost an obligation to order a top shelf Shiltz that evening as it was a celebration for all the senses. Octagon!
The Scarlet Pimpernel says, “People who stop and wait with two or more car lengths between them and the traffic light or the next vehicle are uber Jamokes.”
March 17, 2007 at 2:11 pm
Last time I had a PBR was 1988. I had just mowed my husband’s Aunt Eunie’s lawn — roughly 10 square feet of trailer park turf. I mowed it with Uncle Garl’s 400hp, self-propelled Lawnboy. PBR was payment for a job well done, and I relished every drop. There is something just so satisfying about drinking the proper beer within its natural environment.
March 26, 2007 at 7:48 pm
Oh dear, where to start…
First off, YOU’RE ONE TO TALK. I just came back from Austin, and Lone Satr is blech!
OK, that was initial reaction, but it’s off base. I love great beer. I am a beer connoisseur (sp?) of sorts. That being said, PBR is a daily beer in these parts. We call it a “lawnmower beer”, as in, you drink it while mowing the lawn. But, the bar we frequent on Tuesday has $1 cans of PBR, so it’s also the weapon of choice.
If I am at a bar with an extensive selection though, you are correct. PBR cans are off limits. Especially if I’m in an area of the country with Fat Tire.
PBR on tap, though? Sometimes, that’s the way to go.
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