growin' up, this is what my hillbilly sisters slammed down their throats at every single house party. they made fun of me 'cuz i'd spend $8 on six-pack of bell's oberon, then they would make pukey faces when trying a sip.
there's something peanut-butter-and-jelly-esque about backwoods country worldviews and keystone beer.
ick.
like drinkin' horse piss! not that i would know anything about horse piss.
stop judging me.
;-)
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