Please Scroll Down to See Forums Below The Icehouse was rockin' cause the Slichtz were all there. Guys were poppin Silver Bullets, there was Busch in the air. While Labatts Blue a Canadian Genny creamed up her twat. Gave Southern Comfort to Samuel Addams while Molson licked her golden spot. Pabst put up a Blue Ribbon and said we'll have a competition, to see which ladies Honey Brown is truly fuckin' bitchin'. Killian Red the results Ms. Miller won we laughed but when she spread her legs we all felt the Genuine Draft. The orgy that followed was a real Wild Turkey, I was Smirnoff the juice from my little beef jerky. Johnny Walker blacked out and woke up to find, Pete's Wicked Moosehead shoved up in his behind. Foster had a Spanish bitch but when he went to eata, he found her way too salty, her name was Margirita. St. Paulies Girl was on the floor her snatch filled to the brim, Bud yelled out if her twat can't can't hold it I bet her Heiniken. And next to her lay Old Milwaulkee, his face down in some piss, he gurgled like a pig 'It just doesn't get any better than this'. So when you want a little widemouth, and your brew it needs some head, have an Amstel Light the sign that hangs above my bed. Lick her in the front, poke her in the rear, suck my fuckin' dick bitch and spit it in my beer!
The Beer Poem
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