Quotes About Beer

I don't understand why a 40 is a quarter of beer when a 40 is 40 ounces. It's time to embrace the metric system.

Bruges is a beautiful medieval city almost untouched by time. If you like jazz, you will be well catered for. If you like chocolate and beer, you will be in heaven.

I wish we could all have good luck, all the time! I wish we had wings! I wish rain water was beer!

Granny, as I went on to learn, was more terrified of fire than beer is of a thirsty old man.

Oh,Elizabeth, your justice would freeze beer.

What's your enterprise of choice? Vane grinned. Hops. Patience blinked. Hops? A vital ingredient used to flavor and clarify beers. I own Pembury Manor, an estate near Tunbridge in Kent. And you grow hops? Vane's smile teased. As well as apples, pears, cherries, and cob nuts. Drawing back in her saddle, Patience stared at him. You're a farmer! One brown brow rose. Among other things. Recognizing the glint in his eyes, she swallowed a humph.

Scientists have invented a new strain of cannabis without the high. They celebrated with non-alcoholic beer and furious dry-humping.

All this was part of the initiation rites common to all armies. So was learning to drink. Beer, almost exclusively, at the post PX, there being no nearby towns. Lots of beer. They sang soldiers' songs. Toward

A man who lies about beer makes enemies

Oh, about beer I never lie, Crandall said. A man who lies about beer makes enemies.

I'm a meat girl and I just love having a beer.

I love to have a beer with Duncan "Cause Duncan"s me mate

The beer and the wurst were wonderful, but I was dying to be back in the South, where the livin' was easy, where the fish were jumpin', where the cotton grew high.

Hudepohl beer in his hand.

I was at a bar nursing a beer. My nipple was getting quite soggy.

Got it!" Mike announced. The GE record player slowly whirred to life, creaky as an old carousel. "Nice," John said, raising a beer in salute. "What'd you do?" "It wasn't on," Mike said.

For much of the twentieth century, American visitors to Britain found that everything was the wrong temperature: cold, drafty rooms; warm beer and milk; rancid butter and sweating cheese.

Before London swallowed it whole, Camden Town was the fork in the road best known for a coaching inn called the Mother Red Cap. It served as a last-chance stop for beer, highway robbery and gonorrhoea before heading north into the wilds of Middlesex.

In wine there is wisdom, in beer there is Freedom, in water there is bacteria.

I drank only water; the other workmen, near fifty in number, were great guzzlers of beer. On occasion, I carried up and down stairs a large form of types in each hand, when others carried but one in both hands. They wondered to see, from this and several instances, that the Water-American, as they called me, was stronger than themselves, who drank strong beer!

I think it's refreshing that someone on TV can admit they drink beer, eat meat, and wear fur.

In Canada, it's beer, hockey, and then everything else.

His name is Nick. I love it. It makes him seem nice, and regular, which he is. When he tells me his name, I say, "Now, that's a real name." He brightens and reels off some line: "Nick's the kind of guy you can drink a beer with, the kind of guy who doesn't mind if you puke in his car. Nick!" He

How odd, that I ruined my marriage over that little girl with whom I had nothing in common except that we both liked a good laugh and a cold beer after sex.