Big Bear

Pabst Brewing Company
Brewed at Miller Brewing Company (MillerCoors)
Style: Malt Liquor
Woodridge, Illinois USA

Not too bad for a malt liquor 40. No hops or anything. I'm gonna go pound the rest now.

if i have tasted a better malt i can not remember when. To quote the happy asian man who sold me this piece of heaven "big party to night, you got your big bear." Big party is right, 40 oz. to freedom. I laughed, i cried, i was genuinely inspired. You may say i fought the Bear and the Bear won but with this malt everyone wins. Clearly a malt liquor that I am proud to take out of the bag and show the world. Smooth down, smooth up, an experience that all malt liquor fanatics must embark on.

I couldn’t finish

Not what I’d call a drinkable beer.

Not much here! Somewhat listless & even boring! Better brews abound. not awful but not abopve average either!

This is, without a doubt, the worst 40 ouncer I have ever had the misfortune of drinking. I actually ’won’ a 40 ouncer of this rat poison in a bet with a friend over whether or not a mutual friend of ours would still be hung up over a particular girl several months after being rejected by her. Suffice it to say that I lost. Alas, after a few weeks of making excuses as to why I couldn’t ’fight the Bear,’ I could avoid my black fate no longer. I was too scared to ’fight the Bear’ completely sober and needed to get warmed up over the course of four Old Styles and twelve Natural Lights (the idea being that if I could get fairly drunk, drinking the Big Bear would be easier and I wouldn’t taste it). Only then was I able to summon the courage needed to go toe to toe with the Bear... Let me say that ’fighting the Bear’ was a challenge, even for a lush like myself. Despite the fact that I was locked out of my skull when I drank it, the rancid, acidic taste of this crap almost made me gag. It took all I had to kill the Bear and finish off that 40 ouncer. It just so happened that the Bear clawed his way back out of my stomach that night on several occasions and I woke up to a terrible hangover the next morning... With the story having been told, it is worth mentioning that the image of the grizzly bear on the cover is quite amusing and it might be worth the $1.25 and enduring the agony of drinking forty ounces of this swill just to say that you ’fought the Bear.’ Then again, it might not and you are probably better off convincing one of your unlucky friends to ’fight the Bear’ instead (note that getting them to lose a bet over the Bear works very, very well for this). That I now know the Bear is a product of Pabst Brewing Company (the same folks who brought us the horror of PBR) I am no longer suprised at how rancid it tasted. All things considered, it is definitely worth the extra quarter to get some King Kobra rather than take on the Bear.

A pretty typical 40. I do love the label and partaking of a few with the iceman and funk. Its decent but I am a Mickeys man myself.