Colt 45 6%

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

I sampled this "beer" for 2 reasons. One, I saw so many craft beer malt liquors like Dogfish Head, that I decided I should try this first, and two, I felt it would be a good idea to recalibtae the senses and remember what a bad beer is. This beer blows. This was almost a DP (drain pour), which for me is the ultimate insult, as it is sinful to waste beer. The aroma was like a typical pale lager, corn and some malt, with a slight fecal like skunkiness. The color was standard for a pale lager as well. Some alcohol on the nose. The "flavor" was completely bland, and again similar to a bad pale lager. Nothing at all on the palate, which in the case of this beer is actually merciful. Again, enjoy this beverage every so often only to remind oyurself of what a bad beer is, when criticizing other beers.

Been looking for this for weeks. Hard to find around Sacramento. Now I got my own TWO FOUR. Whoo. Have not had this in decades. Aroma is kind of dusty, has pale malt, and arguably a hint of hop. The color is pale brassy gold, and the white head didn’t hold up well. Thin to medium body with fizzy/creamy carbonation. The flavor is pale malt, and any hop is just a dream. The finish is actually clean, and some hop does build. Probably one of the better macro malt liquors.

On the RARE occasion that I partake in a 40, this is by far the last choice. It is just terrible. I’d take a Mickey’s over this any day!

Skunky smell and taste. Gold color, no head. The taste of alcohol is prominent, ringed with kiwi fruit. Rather nauseating minty rice is left on the palate. Pretty gross.

all is’ can says is that it works every damn time... every damn time did i forget to mention it works every time?

theres only one reason for this beer. to get you drunk. and it does a very good job in doing that

This is a great beer...if you are homeless. It states, "an urban classic" and that is the truth....you have to be drunk, lost, and penniless in a downtown metropolis to love the taste and flavor of this beer. I am making a documentary of the friendship that a Colt 45 brings on a lonely dark, damp city night on a park bench.

It serves ONE purpose: it’ll get you drunk. By the time you get through half of the 40, one starts to notice it gets progressively worse as it warms up. Serve as cold as possible. Completely forgettable except for the classic Billy Dee Williams commercials... and the hangover.