Monday, November 06, 2006

Now Were Talking!


Note the Power Master Version. This came out for very short time in the early 90s. They pulled it because people complained that somehow black youths would feel empowered by drinking this brew. A friend of mine from east Germany likened Colt 45 to his favorite beer at home.

9 Comments:

Blogger Iceman said...

Dude, I still can't find Colt 45 in these damn burbs. I did find Old English for 2.49, but I noticed that Red Stripe was also 2.49, so I went for the Stripe.

What is Malt liquor's distinction anyway. I know it may sound like a stupid question, but I must admit, that I've never known, but now my curiousity is peeking.

5:06 PM  
Blogger Oso blanco said...

Old English is death. The distinction of Malt Liquor is that it is generally cheap, strong, and sweet among other things. Having been introduced to the pleasures and totally disgusting aspects of malt liquor when I was a teen and still drinking it some 35 years later I can saw that it places you outside the box of average beer drinkers. Most people look at you with distain and consider you a derelict for drinking Colt 45. Try ordering one in a fine restaurant or hotel bar and you will be shown the door or perhaps ignored as if you were invisible. On the other hand try walking through an abandoned house in the hood in East Cleveland without kicking an empty bottle. So for fun when in a new town or city check and see if they have colt 45.

7:14 AM  
Blogger CUZED said...

dudes, i feel that the likihood of the three of us procuring some colt 45 circa de ice's cabin come enero is liki indeed.

we could scientifically alter our consciousness with the malt and then report back to the blog with our conclusion.

maybe we could even get some federal grant money to help pay for the process.

speaking of which, ice's dad's fish house is economy size.

8:08 AM  
Blogger Iceman said...

Oso, funny you should mention "invisible." I just got done reading The Invisible Man, by H.G. Wells. He was ultimately beaten to death, with his rib cage literally crushed, by the good citizens of some town in England. Imagine if he would have tried to order a Colt 45.

Cuz Ed, I like your experimental idea. We would be the only ones on the Upper Red Lake drinking Colt 45, that's for sure. However, everyone drinks Colt 45 on the Lower Red Lake

8:22 AM  
Blogger CUZED said...

i'd kinda be like hanging out in the hamptons with the help.

8:24 AM  
Blogger Oso blanco said...

Read Ellison's invisible man.

9:37 AM  
Blogger Oso blanco said...

Read Ellison's invisible man.

9:38 AM  
Blogger Iceman said...

Already have read it. Good book.

3:39 PM  
Blogger CUZED said...

i can't read.

8:16 AM  

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