Budweiser

Brewed by Anheuser-Busch InBev
Style: Pale Lager
St. Louis, Missouri USA

Serve in Dimpled mug, English pint, Lager glass, Shaker

341 ml bottle. Decent white head that diminishes quite quickly. The aroma is sour and of sour fruit. Flavour is grainy while texture is watery while sticky from tye corn used. It is so yellow and has very little flavour.

Pours a clear golden with a thin head, aroma and flavor is much of the same, boring with nothing to it, king of beers, ummm, pass.

Light yellow beer with weak and almost disappearing white head. Aroma is sweet and lightly malty, also hint of honey. Taste is slightly malty and hints of grass, but overally very light and short. Very light to drink with medium carbonation. There are nothing annoying, because all aromas are so light, still pure; very light and tasteless beer.

12 oz. Bottle. Goldish color. Grassy notes. Not fresh. Not very enjoyable. You can tell this was mass produced, ah the power of advertising

Twelve ounce aluminum can, foreign owned American lager, very low taste, goes down easy

This beer is wholly under appreciated beer, This beer is meant to drink about 20 or so while on the beach with your best girls. You should take a very large cooler and fill with an abundance of ice - add some salt to lower the temperature of what will become the icy-water-soup. This will bring your can of Bud to a degree that is close to the freezing temperature. Now that you are ready to go, you should place your cooler under an umbrella and have a seat in a well crafted beach chair. Since you have invited all of your best girls to the beach with you, make sure to have many games and other activities to play. My favorite is to gently pinch each of their glorious butt cheeks as they continue to come to the cooler for another fine tasteless but oh so refreshing Bud. This beer should be consumed when you are outdoors, on the beach and you need to stay hydrated while cooling ones mouth and spirit with an American staple that serves this purpose well. Not for beer snobs, just for the man who knows his women, appreciates fine butt cheeks and and is not afraid to be himself.

This used to be may favorite beer in college. I guess it isnt even real beer. Moving on up!

Se questa hanno il coraggio di chiamarla birra, io sono il bassista degli Zeppelin...