Mmmm, fish-chicks.

I’m no fisherman, but I have to agree that there is nothing better than the idea of a mer-babe surfacing on a lake to bring me a beer. Apparently the advertising firm Pocket Hercules was able to convince both Schell and Rapala of this as well. The best part is that in this fisherman’s fantasy there’s not one, but twelve bikini-clad fish-chicks, one for each bottle in a 12-pack. Being a classic American lager it’s easy to go through several of these in one sitting, perfect for boating on a lake, or in my case, sitting in front of the television.

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Rett

Ok, I'll start with my dirty little secret: the first beer I drank with regularity is Natural Ice, yes, Nattie's ice. I think the reasoning was something like, it's dirt cheap and super alcoholic. Well I've grown up a bit since then, and I actually like the taste of beer. Hence the idea for this site.

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