Beer Horror Stories

Last Night Leaving the Whole Foods store...Someone left a 12 pack of IPA in a Shopping Cart...Free Beer For Me...

 

Is that like generic black and white IPA in a can? Yeah they probably got that in Cali.

 

You were chasing a girl when you could have been imbibing with the King of Pop?!

 

I've got chills. I'm gonna have to leave the beer fridge open for light to sleep tonight.

 

Beer drinks people.

 

Placed a case of my brand new homebrew on the floor between my legs, ready to load into the fridge. Suddenly, an explosion and I felt a searing pain.

A bottle had exploded, driving the top of a bottle at full speed into my mostly undefended manly parts.
Damn, did that hurt.

Wish I would have had a camera trained on me, 'cause I woulda won AFV.

 

It was a damp, cool evening were so used to here in the early spring. My car had broken down a few miles back and the walk had worked up a thirst in me reminiscent of a summers day spent baling hay. In the distance a house shines brightly against a deep black backdrop broken only by the twinkling of the stars.

As I near a home that is regressing its way back to the ground from which it rose, I see a man holding open a door. His broad smile, and gleaming eyes give me an uneasy feeling in my gut. Unfortunately, my situation forces me to shove caution to side and I approach the man.

In a deep strong voice he greets me as "Friend" and offers me a cup (red, solo). He says come inside and you will see something wild that will set you free. A soothing peace falls over me as I feel my body move forward into the home my forbearance leaves my soul. I hear "Move forward" as the voice of the man pushes me across the room.

Quickly, I am ushered into space that in a distant time must have served as kitchen. Cupboard doors hanging by a single hinge, sink filled with something reminiscent of oil, and where a table should be sits the only modern item in the the entire house.

A large blue plastic tub. In the tub, surrounded by water that would look more at home in a sewage treatment plant, sits a keg. On the keg is a sticker, the words King of Beers, covered by a golden crown.

"Welcome to Hell" said the voice. "Drink" said the voice. I've lost all control, my hands pump the keg, my cup begins to fill, my mind screams noooooo, but my body doesn't answer, the cup raises and I know all is lost......

The Horror, The Horror........

All feelings of nausea caused by this story are not the responsibility of its creator.

Enjoy Beer

 

My dad bought a bottle of 2009 NEBCo Imperial Stout Trooper (pre-groucho marx glasses) about a year ago, and kept it in the basement with intention of sharing it with me, and one day the basement flooded and in cleaning up after the flood, my mother knocked it over and broke the bottle, very disappointing

 

Not before I go to bed guys!

 

Only in Russia.

 

Back in the day, i was at a party and saw what I thought was a half empty bottle of piss that someone left on the table. I figured somebody should finish it, might as well be me, right? I started chugging it and after a couple gulps I realized it was not what I thought it was. I spit it out, ran to the bathroom and forced myself to throw up, then mouthwashed four or five times, all while my friends are making fun of me and laughing their asses off, while everyone else at the party is trying to figure out wtf just happened. Word got around and i have never been able to live it down. To this day I can't believe some a-hole would leave a bottle of coors laying around like that.

 

<3 the Russian reversal!

 

Omg thats terrible man what are the chances of that happening. Reminds me of a time when i tried to operate one of those water balloon slingshots by myself. I put my big toe through the little loop for the basket with the water balloon in it and held a handle in each hand, extending my arms up and out in front of me, then release with the big toe. OUCH.

 

This is one of my greatest fears!

 

Aside from a glass carboy drop/break, yes, mine too.

 

Purchasing a six pack of Pumpkinhead.... I will never forget that day.

 

Was watching a ballgame a month or so ago, and it was time for a beer. Opened the fridge, only to NOT FIND any beers in the fridge. After 4 weeks of counseling, I'm almost back to normal. I have forgiven myself. But, I will never forget.

 

Last weekend I was getting out of my car in the Total Wines parking lot and I heard a loud crash and cursing. A man exiting the store with a shopping cart full of cases of beer had missed the sidewalk ramp and the shopping cart had tipped over. But it turned out to be cases of Miller Lite, so actually no great loss. ;-)

 

I am out of town right now and today saw a single bottle of Courage RIS sitting on a shelf, 2012 I think, for like $13. I have never heard of it and have been wondering if I shouldn't have passed on it. Do I need to go back and buy this tomorrow?

 

What you saw is the new version brewed again and since 2011 by Wells and Young. Its a decent beer but a different breed from what was last produced in 93. Hope that helps to make up your mind.