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Beck's Germany
If you learn nothing else from Ghostface, at least heed the following: "Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers." While the loathsome Germans might have triggered two World Wars and the Holocaust, at least their beer is lovable. Beck's runs neck-and-neck with Heineken as the reasonably priced import for all types of swilling and grilling. Slightly more pungent and bitter than its Dutch counterpart, Beck's has an unmistakable taste and a bouquet that to some is as foul as they come. They've issued a redesigned long-neck bottle which is as pointlessly gangster as a Loosie One-Man Feeder. Beck's also comes in handy 22-ounce joints which are ideal for chocking down in the back of livery cabs. Read more articles in Beer Garden » |
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