Ahhhhhh…….what quenches your thirst on a California winter day better than a cold tall-boy of Pabst Blue Ribbon? Hmm, well, I guess a cold tall-boy of PBR that has been twice stabbed in the lid with an ice pick so that it guzzles down your throat as fast as you can drink it.
Where oh where can one find this magical beer? Murio’s Trophy Room in the Upper Haight. It’s sketchy, sometimes smelly, borderline dump, and might have women’s underwear stapled to the ceiling. I recommend heading to Murio’s for a PBR, checking out some music at Amoeba, then another beer at Murio’s, and finally some grub at Cha Cha Cha…guaranteed good time.
Where oh where can one find this magical beer? Murio’s Trophy Room in the Upper Haight. It’s sketchy, sometimes smelly, borderline dump, and might have women’s underwear stapled to the ceiling. I recommend heading to Murio’s for a PBR, checking out some music at Amoeba, then another beer at Murio’s, and finally some grub at Cha Cha Cha…guaranteed good time.
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