Lets have a good old gut rot thread. Dedicated to the nastiest fourties, quarts, and disgusting beers.

Steel Reserve
Hurricane
Schlitz Gold Bull


Who wants together and swap the shittiest of the shit beers?!

Can totally contribute...



However, to annihilate your inevitable horrific hangover, look no further than...

country club malt liquor
natty bo
iron city
steel reserve

god there are so many more, i don't even want to attempt to list all that have made me feel shitty the next day

Irn-bru is well nice, and normally half the price of any other soft drinks, but iv never had it on a hangover.

White Lightning cider
White Ace cider
White Star cider

All pretty much poisonous. Technically they're not beer, but they're not really cider either. They're in a disgusting league of their own!

But for beer, special brew wins it. Even the name suggests you shouldn't touch it.

would that be the same special brew that Bad Manners sings of?

schaefer light

I believe so the one and only. Its really strong and really not nice

Dude, that's pretty much the point of Irn Bru. Nothing sees off a hangover like a can of Bru and something fried.

Haha ok I'll try it next time. Yeah im always up for a mean fry up when i'm hungover, the greasier the better. Have you seen the new drinks designed for hangovers? I've seen them in Asda, you're meant to have 1 bottle before bed and then 1 when you wake up and its meant to be scientifically proven (so it says on the bottle) that it cures your hangover. I think they were in the energy drinks section when I saw them. Probably bollocks but I might give it a try one day

'ere it is:

I once drank a six pack of Country Club Malt Liquor while I was in Virginia visiting family for a wedding . . . I ended up telling my uncle he looked like Hunter Thompson and then bullshiting about America and Her Fate in These Uncertain Times for like three hours with him and my ex-hippie Jesus-freak aunt. Then, the next morning, I woke up and promptly died.

I owe like $300 to a local college because I drank two forties of Steel Reserve in a raging snowstorm and then drove my car into their retention pond. They haven't come to collect, though, so to hell with it.

The worst I've ever tried, by far, is Camo. One Tuesday night my roommate got a bottle of Jim Beam Black Label and I got two forties of Big Bear and a twenty-four ounce can of Camo. The next morning, I woke up in my shoes, twenty minutes late for work. I nearly died. When I got home, I noticed broken beer bottles all over the otherwise clean apartment. After I swept everything up, I called one of my friends who had been over the night before to find out who broke the bottles. He said, "Yeah, you got this crazy look in your eye and started cursing at all of us for not liking Black Flag enough. Then you started throwing bottles at the walls and screaming 'Six Pack' at the top of your lungs. We took off."

Never again will I drink Camo.

that last story is fucking priceless SIX PACK!!!!

okay, i officially want to shake your hand (or hug ... or high five, whichever seems best suited). This story is just too ridiculous to not know a face to go with it.

I use to drink this shit at Motorhead gigs when I was a teenager...I guess I had a tougher stomach back then as even the sight of the stuff makes me wanna vomit now! It really should be illegal!

I'll accept any form of appreciation you want to bestow upon me . . . I think that story represents a personal best for getting shitfaced on a Tuesday.