Favorite Beers and stories

 You all should try some latvian beer. We have tons of beer brands here and almost all are making tasty beer for any man's taste. Mostly i'm drinking only my favourite beer - "Lāčplēsis", which is not the best one but I like it. Like week ago i didn't like "Carlsberg" but it is the best for hot day like today and last 4 days...

The best drinking stories i have mostly are almost like secrets of government and i sweared to not tell these stories to anyone, so please excuse me but i'll keep them to me :D

the only parties i can remember are house parties >.>

but Corona is what I like <.<

but I dont drink anymore =( 

ooooo I do remember getting drunk of wine though and then playing soccer.  We killed the opposing team and it was so sweet.  My friends Cody and Joe got drunk of wine as well and Cody made an unbelievable shot it was effing amazing

My favorite beer is a loaded Carona. You take a sip outta the beer then fill the rest with bacardi limon and throw in a slice of lime and shake it up. Okay I cheated but whatever.

My favorite drink all together: Irish car bombs :D

stories....oh god. Where to start, High school sounds good.

I went to a house party with my g/f in high school. The house was in one of those like suburb house divisions with a golf course in back and EVERY house looks the same. Well my g/f ended up leaving early and I decided I'd stay with my buddy. I ended up walking outside and passing out on one of the benches by the golf course....

When I came to I was walking and thought 'Oh fuck....Im really bad, I need to get back inside'. All the houses look the same but Im pretty sure I remember one of the cars outside. Im not sure If I blacked out or what but when I came to again I was in a shower with all my clothes on hahaha. 'WTF AM I DOING! REALLY!?' I get out and go into one of the rooms and find some boxers, I don the boxers. I go into the living room and the house is really dark. I figure everyone crashed. I find a couch and fall asleep. I wake up some-what sober a couple hours later. My wet pants had my cell phone in em. Its my mom calling 'Waddup mia mama!?'

Mom: Patrick, I think your wasted.

Me: I can neither confirm nor deny that at this time madre. *Burp followed up with dry heaving*

Mom:  Your slurring every word. I can tell your in and out of it. I think you should find an adult so I can talk to them.

Me: Good idea...

I walk up the stairs...

Me: Hello? My mom wants to make sure Im at a house with an adult and not in somewhats basement about to become a lamp shade.

I make it to the top of stairs....

I get speared into the wall chipping paint and ruining a perfectly good picture...

Mr. Home owner: WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU! WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU WEARING MY UNDERWEAR!?

I try getting up but fall causing Mr home owner to completely airball another spear and go flying over me.

Mrs Home owner: Honey are you okay!?

Me: Yeah I think Im okay

Mrs. Home owner: FUCK YOU!

Mr. Home owner chases/tackles me down the stairs. He doesn't have a very good grip though. I make it out the door just in time for cops to come pulling up to the side walk. Im scraped, bruised, highly confused being chased by some crazy middle aged guy, My moms on the phone and can hear all of this, the authorities are now chasing me, anddddddddddddddd im in boxers...that dont even belong to me.

Im in the front yard and the guy is like all over me. I squirm out but he manages to get ahold of the top half of my cell phone and rip it completely off. I take off still holding on to the bottom half. Im running around a golf course in boxers that aren't mine staring at white lights moving all around which are cops that are looking for me. My phone starts to rumble and sound spastic.

Me: Hello?

Of course I cant hear anything though.

Me: Mom if this is you Im at so and so golf course on so and so street. Come pick me up and bring clothes! 20 minutes later my mom picks me up. Im bruised, bloodied, panting, and in boxers that arent mine. I get in the car and the first thing my mom asks....

"Were you......were you raped?"

Me: Please.......just drive.

When it all came down to it I had left my wallet and clothes at the house. Cops came to get me and the whole precinct was dying to meet me haha. The owner heard me out and decided not to press charges...even let me keep the boxers. He told me that he has a dog, a boxer, thats pretty agressive and I guess I had fed it at some point in the night. Hahahaha. OH, and the house was 2 miles from where the party was....

Ill write another one some other time.

I don't think beer.  I stick to hard liquir.  Tequila(not anymore though), whiskey, jack, and sake(~15% alcohol, but fucks me up as bad as tequila).

Went to a frat party.  After a while, cops came and were handing out tickets.  While we were lining up, one of the guy bails.  He was able to avoid the cops and got to the dorm.  Cops went around the dorms looking for him.  They end up showing up at the right dorm and get to his door.  The cops knock on his door and the retard actually answers the door.  The idoit didn't even bother to change clothes.  He was still wearing the pink hoodie he was wearing at the party.

A few weeks later.  We had a dorm "Don't drink if you are underage" meeting.  We were talking about that story.  As soon as we walk into the room, we are face to face with the cops that chased my friend down!

Manicai, I just had Blue Moon the other night in Buffalo. Fantastic beer, I'd definately get it again. It's similar to a beer to Rickard's White, which is another favorite of mine.

Lets see... best story involving beer. When I was 21, I got seriously intoxicated on St. Patricks day at the campus bar. By 1pm in the afternoon, I was done. I managed to end up completely passed out on the University board room table. No idea how I got there, and not the smartest place to pass out.