|
Post by drunkandstoopidbeav on Nov 3, 2017 12:01:17 GMT -8
Schlitz Malt Liquor Bull for the crowd I hung out with back either side of 1980. Yuck.
|
|
|
Post by baseba1111 on Nov 3, 2017 12:07:30 GMT -8
The worst of the worst... IMHO... Old English 800... no comparison!
|
|
|
Post by seastape on Nov 3, 2017 19:00:32 GMT -8
The worst of the worst... IMHO... Old English 800... no comparison! That stuff was nasty. I worked at the Circle K on 14th and Monroe for a few months. One night (a Fri or Sat) ~11:30 or so, an OSU football player (I think he was a DL) came in and bought a 40 of the OE 800. He took it outside, went around the corner, and came back in not 90 seconds later. He placed another bottle on the counter and said, "That was so good, I thought I'd have another." His breath smelled like beer at that point, so I am convinced that he pounded it right outside the store (as opposed to buying it for someone who was shoulder tapping). It was quite a performance.
|
|
|
Post by Werebeaver on Nov 3, 2017 19:24:56 GMT -8
The worst of the worst... IMHO... Old English 800... no comparison! That stuff was nasty. I worked at the Circle K on 14th and Monroe for a few months. One night (a Fri or Sat) ~11:30 or so, an OSU football player (I think he was a DL) came in and bought a 40 of the OE 800. He took it outside, went around the corner, and came back in not 90 seconds later. He placed another bottle on the counter and said, "That was so good, I thought I'd have another." His breath smelled like beer at that point, so I am convinced that he pounded it right outside the store (as opposed to buying it for someone who was shoulder tapping). It was quite a performance. Was it James Gruele?
|
|
|
Post by beavsaregood on Nov 3, 2017 19:30:45 GMT -8
Rainer pounders were in vogue during my time (late 80's). Raindogs!
|
|
|
Post by seastape on Nov 4, 2017 7:36:55 GMT -8
That stuff was nasty. I worked at the Circle K on 14th and Monroe for a few months. One night (a Fri or Sat) ~11:30 or so, an OSU football player (I think he was a DL) came in and bought a 40 of the OE 800. He took it outside, went around the corner, and came back in not 90 seconds later. He placed another bottle on the counter and said, "That was so good, I thought I'd have another." His breath smelled like beer at that point, so I am convinced that he pounded it right outside the store (as opposed to buying it for someone who was shoulder tapping). It was quite a performance. Was it James Gruele? No...I think Greule played in later years but that was a good and entertaining guess. This was ~1988 or 89. The DL was African American, also. I knew his name at the time, but have forgotten it since then.
|
|
|
Post by alwaysorange on Nov 4, 2017 7:42:15 GMT -8
Apparently no one ever had Buckhorn.
|
|
|
Post by steinlager on Nov 4, 2017 8:25:47 GMT -8
Apparently no one ever had Buckhorn. Buckhorn was Olympia Brewing's backwash product. Hard to believe anything could be more watery than Oly. I had an uncle who was an afficianado of crappy NW beer. He actually served some Rainer Ale (green death) to my dad and I once claiming it was good stuff. He was a true old school Beaver.
|
|
|
Post by drunkandstoopidbeav on Nov 4, 2017 9:04:42 GMT -8
I put down way too many Rainer pounders at the Oregon Museum back in the day.
|
|
|
Post by bennyorange on Nov 4, 2017 9:50:49 GMT -8
The worst of the worst... IMHO... Old English 800... no comparison! Old English 800 16oz cans is what I went to after a hard day at the office back in the 80's. I'd pretty much drain it in the 3 mile drive to my house from the little market and it definitely took the edge off. Probably the original well known high alcohol content beer. My buddy saw a billboard in England that was a picture of a guy, obviously hung over, sitting on the edge of a bed with a homely gal laying next to him. The caption read "Blame it on Old English". I've used that line many a time.
|
|
|
Post by usmc1958 on Nov 5, 2017 0:26:14 GMT -8
"When you're low on dough, go for the Bo". You can poor all that cheap beer back in the horse. Two Buck Chuck (or the equivalent) for the classy folks.
|
|