So there's this restaurant franchise. I'm not sure how widespread it is, but it has two locations by me. It caters to college students and others without taste or money; needless to say, I, as a recent college grad, have been compelled to go there by social circumstance several times.
I tried ordering food there. I did not receive food; I received the very elements of madness. Though I could see how that much salt and grease could be addictive, hence the popularity.
And so I tried ordering beer there. Choices were distressingly thin. But I tried getting a Stella Artois; at least better than a Bud Light, I figured.
They served me a Bud Light (or perhaps Coors; who can really tell the difference?) in a Stella glass, at Stella prices.
Perhaps a fluke, I thought. And so I went again, another time, another social necessity. I ordered a Blue Moon, and actually got it. Success?
I went again, and saw they had Samuel Adams Octoberfest. Jackpot! I ordered it.
They gave me a cup which contained:
1). 30% Samuel Adams Octoberfest;
2). 65% Tap Water;
3). And 5% Grenadine, for sweetness.
It was terrible. Fortunately, I have not been compelled to return since.
I tried ordering food there. I did not receive food; I received the very elements of madness. Though I could see how that much salt and grease could be addictive, hence the popularity.
And so I tried ordering beer there. Choices were distressingly thin. But I tried getting a Stella Artois; at least better than a Bud Light, I figured.
They served me a Bud Light (or perhaps Coors; who can really tell the difference?) in a Stella glass, at Stella prices.
Perhaps a fluke, I thought. And so I went again, another time, another social necessity. I ordered a Blue Moon, and actually got it. Success?
I went again, and saw they had Samuel Adams Octoberfest. Jackpot! I ordered it.
They gave me a cup which contained:
1). 30% Samuel Adams Octoberfest;
2). 65% Tap Water;
3). And 5% Grenadine, for sweetness.
It was terrible. Fortunately, I have not been compelled to return since.