If he drank all the Pabst on the boat going over, did he buy the beer in country?
I was expecting Smokey and The Bandit...
Pabst Blue Ribbon … not a great beer but I drank a lot of it in the Marines back in that era. Recently bought a six pack of Pabst for old times’ sake.
My great uncle was a surgeon in WWII. He met a wounded soldier in the hospital that was from his hometown. Of course he asked if there was anything he could do and the soldier mentioned how much he would live to have a beer.
Yep, the guy had a case of beer under his bed within 24hrs. After 80 years his family still talks about it.
1971, I had just returned from Vietnam, had a 30 day leave, rented a brand new '71 Mustang GT and headed out to hang with an old HS buddy at Central Washington State college in Ellensburg, WA.
It was party, party, all day and night long and one day I found out that a good friend of his was getting married and wanted to have Coors beer at the reception.
Well, in 1971 Coors beer, for some damn reason wasn't sold in WA state.
Well now, I had a pocket full of money I had saved while overseas, my buddy's room mate had a private pilots license so I rented a little Cesna and he flew us 200 miles to Coeur d'Alene, ID. where I rented a car, we drove to the nearest grocery store, bought as many cases of Coors that the plane would carry back, drove back to the airport and flew back to the college and the Coors beer was a big hit at the wedding reception.
Not as cool as the thread's story but it's my classic beer run story.
For aircraft carrier-borne aviators in the Gulf of Tonkin, assignments taking them to DaNang and back were actually beer runs in disguise. Banning of alcohol aboard USN ships has been a very long standing myth. It’s a little known fact (except among the squids) that San Miguel helped fight the Vietnam War.
Only thing worse than PBR was Carling Black Label. They had steel cans and the top was often starting to rust. We built ourselves an O’Club and sold ourselves beer. We drank a lot of beer.
My beer run involved bringing back 2 cases of Coors from Pittsburgh, KS to Findlay, Ohio in ‘75. Imagine, it was a dry county except for beer...boss had to bring a half-gallon of Bacardi to get through the gun show. He said I could drink, but I didn’t, waited until after hours. I worked six shows that summer, all over this half of the USA, what a great adventure for this then 19 year old...