We were having some drinks in the study room last week to celebrate Suresh getting the university medal (good work fella), when the subject of beer came up. We get a lot of German practicum students visiting our lab, and we feel that it is necessary to send them home having tried some of our favourite Australian beers. Anita told Matthew (our current token cherman) that Boags Premium was good, then turned to me and said: “Isn’t it?”
Which brings me to the point of this tirade. A good beer, as far as I am concerned, is one you enjoy. I’ll admit that I used to be a beer snob, but you know what? Fuck that noise. Beer is meant to be enjoyable – if you like it, everything else is detail. Don’t get me wrong, I won’t be picking Reschs Real over battery acid any time soon, but hell, if you like it, I certainly won’t look down on you for drinking it.
Generally people who drink beer that I wouldn’t put out for a dog can be disliked for much more valid reasons anyway. For example, people who drink Tooheys Extra Dry are generally popped-collar sporting wankers; people who drink XXXX are generally Queenslanders and people who drink MGD are American – all entirely valid reasons for disliking them. However, if they gain enjoyment out of drinking what is, in my opinion, foul swill, then that’s fine by me.
None of this applies to people who drink Carlton Cold though. Those ass-hats should be strung up by their thumbs.
2 comments:
What about the clowns that lapped up the Carlton Cold with extra vodka shot? What are your thoughts on them, eh? eh?
Ha, they were the most retarded idea ever. I got given a free one when I was working at Liquorland (when they came out). I poured it down the sink.
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