Monday, August 17, 2009

So Fuckin' Cold.



Holy fuckin' Christ, did I ever get hornswoggled by a savvy marketing strategy.

After sucking down three cases of Coors at The Square Lake Film and Music Festival, I added some new phrases to my vernacular.

Banquet cold activated cans®: Triggered by mountains that turn super fuckin' blue when the beer is super fuckin' cold.

Vented Wide Mouth®: Easier for poundin'. I know, I know, poundin' sounds out of the question when the beer is so fuckin' cold.

Frost Brew Liner®: Locks in the Frost Brewed® Taste (urine). It also helps make this beer really fuckin' cold.


Coors. So Fuckin' Cold.

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