Lucky Lager.
Because cap puzzles are awesome.
Because cap puzzles are awesome.
Was raised on Rainier, but people would steal it at parties...we switched to Olympia, and no one stole it. I grew to like it...I will drink Oly if the dive bar I am at has it. If they don’t I stick with Coors.
Olympia was severely underrated as a beer. REAL German brew mastery in the original
We called Rainier piss beer
Dad worked at Columbia-Heidelberg's Tacoma Brewery in college, after WWII, and took all available liberties there. Later on, he never liked Rainier, but loved & drank mostly Olympia. I do remember the brief Olympia Gold (was it?) era, and Dad saying it tasted like water.
Clint Eastwood drank Oly in his monkey movies, which was a solid endorsement. But Oly's not made anymore, as of a couple years ago.
So fuck whomever bought them out and shut off the Oly taps.
Dad worked at Columbia-Heidelberg's Tacoma Brewery in college, after WWII, and took all available liberties there. Later on, he never liked Rainier, but loved & drank mostly Olympia. I do remember the brief Olympia Gold (was it?) era, and Dad saying it tasted like water.
Clint Eastwood drank Oly in his monkey movies, which was a solid endorsement. But Oly's not made anymore, as of a couple years ago.
So fuck whomever bought them out and shut off the Oly taps.
Our wedding venue gave us a choice of buying booze through or getting our own. Easy decision for me because I could go onto JBLM or down to the Coast Guard station and get it about 20% cheaper.
Being an old school West Seattle kid, I ensured we had plenty of Rainier and even came across a couple cases of Oly for the bar.
If you know anyone with access to the Coast Guard station or JBLM and you wanna stock up on your booze, ask them to take you to the Class 6 store.
Dad worked at Columbia-Heidelberg's Tacoma Brewery in college, after WWII, and took all available liberties there. Later on, he never liked Rainier, but loved & drank mostly Olympia. I do remember the brief Olympia Gold (was it?) era, and Dad saying it tasted like water.
Clint Eastwood drank Oly in his monkey movies, which was a solid endorsement. But Oly's not made anymore, as of a couple years ago.
So fuck whomever bought them out and shut off the Oly taps.
Our wedding venue gave us a choice of buying booze through or getting our own. Easy decision for me because I could go onto JBLM or down to the Coast Guard station and get it about 20% cheaper.
Being an old school West Seattle kid, I ensured we had plenty of Rainier and even came across a couple cases of Oly for the bar.
If you know anyone with access to the Coast Guard station or JBLM and you wanna stock up on your booze, ask them to take you to the Class 6 store.
Reservist buddy loaded up for his party once. After about 9 straight shots of various vodkas, I nearly passed out on my feet talking to his wife.
Quick trip to the water closet and fingers down my throat (old wrestling trick), sobered me up and saved me from a serious hangover.
Poont? Commissaries are dangerous to civilians.
Dad worked at Columbia-Heidelberg's Tacoma Brewery in college, after WWII, and took all available liberties there. Later on, he never liked Rainier, but loved & drank mostly Olympia. I do remember the brief Olympia Gold (was it?) era, and Dad saying it tasted like water.
Clint Eastwood drank Oly in his monkey movies, which was a solid endorsement. But Oly's not made anymore, as of a couple years ago.
So fuck whomever bought them out and shut off the Oly taps.
Our wedding venue gave us a choice of buying booze through or getting our own. Easy decision for me because I could go onto JBLM or down to the Coast Guard station and get it about 20% cheaper.
Being an old school West Seattle kid, I ensured we had plenty of Rainier and even came across a couple cases of Oly for the bar.
If you know anyone with access to the Coast Guard station or JBLM and you wanna stock up on your booze, ask them to take you to the Class 6 store.
Reservist buddy loaded up for his party once. After about 9 straight shots of various vodkas, I nearly passed out on my feet talking to his wife.
Quick trip to the water closet and fingers down my throat (old wrestling trick), sobered me up and saved me from a serious hangover.
Poont? Commissaries are dangerous to civilians.
I didn't no you wear a wrastler, Turd. Now we really gotta get you and Flea on the mat.
Dad worked at Columbia-Heidelberg's Tacoma Brewery in college, after WWII, and took all available liberties there. Later on, he never liked Rainier, but loved & drank mostly Olympia. I do remember the brief Olympia Gold (was it?) era, and Dad saying it tasted like water.
Clint Eastwood drank Oly in his monkey movies, which was a solid endorsement. But Oly's not made anymore, as of a couple years ago.
So fuck whomever bought them out and shut off the Oly taps.
Our wedding venue gave us a choice of buying booze through or getting our own. Easy decision for me because I could go onto JBLM or down to the Coast Guard station and get it about 20% cheaper.
Being an old school West Seattle kid, I ensured we had plenty of Rainier and even came across a couple cases of Oly for the bar.
If you know anyone with access to the Coast Guard station or JBLM and you wanna stock up on your booze, ask them to take you to the Class 6 store.
Reservist buddy loaded up for his party once. After about 9 straight shots of various vodkas, I nearly passed out on my feet talking to his wife.
Quick trip to the water closet and fingers down my throat (old wrestling trick), sobered me up and saved me from a serious hangover.
Poont? Commissaries are dangerous to civilians.
I didn't no you wear a wrastler, Turd. Now we really gotta get you and Flea on the mat.
We're too old for wrasslin' now - at least I am. I think TB is pretty close to my age, so he'd probably dislocate, tear, or break something, too.
I don't ride dirt bikes any more, either .
That's young man's stuff.
Big fan of Pacifico myself. Modelo Especial a close second.
Dad worked at Columbia-Heidelberg's Tacoma Brewery in college, after WWII, and took all available liberties there. Later on, he never liked Rainier, but loved & drank mostly Olympia. I do remember the brief Olympia Gold (was it?) era, and Dad saying it tasted like water.
Clint Eastwood drank Oly in his monkey movies, which was a solid endorsement. But Oly's not made anymore, as of a couple years ago.
So fuck whomever bought them out and shut off the Oly taps.
Our wedding venue gave us a choice of buying booze through or getting our own. Easy decision for me because I could go onto JBLM or down to the Coast Guard station and get it about 20% cheaper.
Being an old school West Seattle kid, I ensured we had plenty of Rainier and even came across a couple cases of Oly for the bar.
If you know anyone with access to the Coast Guard station or JBLM and you wanna stock up on your booze, ask them to take you to the Class 6 store.
Reservist buddy loaded up for his party once. After about 9 straight shots of various vodkas, I nearly passed out on my feet talking to his wife.
Quick trip to the water closet and fingers down my throat (old wrestling trick), sobered me up and saved me from a serious hangover.
Poont? Commissaries are dangerous to civilians.
I didn't no you wear a wrastler, Turd. Now we really gotta get you and Flea on the mat.
We're too old for wrasslin' now - at least I am. I think TB is pretty close to my age, so he'd probably dislocate, tear, or break something, too.
I don't ride dirt bikes any more, either .
That's young man's stuff.
Truer than I wish. 3 years ago I was still solid as a rock. Then 3 or 4 injuries in a row and both shoulders are now fucked and rehab is measured in months, not days.
I'm still good on my feet, but once we hit the mat, everything I used to do with ease, will be painful and probably pre-surgical.
Dad worked at Columbia-Heidelberg's Tacoma Brewery in college, after WWII, and took all available liberties there. Later on, he never liked Rainier, but loved & drank mostly Olympia. I do remember the brief Olympia Gold (was it?) era, and Dad saying it tasted like water.
Clint Eastwood drank Oly in his monkey movies, which was a solid endorsement. But Oly's not made anymore, as of a couple years ago.
So fuck whomever bought them out and shut off the Oly taps.
Our wedding venue gave us a choice of buying booze through or getting our own. Easy decision for me because I could go onto JBLM or down to the Coast Guard station and get it about 20% cheaper.
Being an old school West Seattle kid, I ensured we had plenty of Rainier and even came across a couple cases of Oly for the bar.
If you know anyone with access to the Coast Guard station or JBLM and you wanna stock up on your booze, ask them to take you to the Class 6 store.
Reservist buddy loaded up for his party once. After about 9 straight shots of various vodkas, I nearly passed out on my feet talking to his wife.
Quick trip to the water closet and fingers down my throat (old wrestling trick), sobered me up and saved me from a serious hangover.
Poont? Commissaries are dangerous to civilians.
I didn't no you wear a wrastler, Turd. Now we really gotta get you and Flea on the mat.
We're too old for wrasslin' now - at least I am. I think TB is pretty close to my age, so he'd probably dislocate, tear, or break something, too.
I don't ride dirt bikes any more, either .
That's young man's stuff.
Truer than I wish. 3 years ago I was still solid as a rock. Then 3 or 4 injuries in a row and both shoulders are now fucked and rehab is measured in months, not days.
I'm still good on my feet, but once we hit the mat, everything I used to do with ease, will be painful and probably pre-surgical.
lol - same.
The fuck happened in the last few years?