So, they're saying Pabst got a participation trophy before they were cool?  God damn hipsters!

Pabst was a hipster before you knew hipsters existed.

I read it and I don't get it, can somebody please tell me in one concise sentence why has a blue ribbon?

Or better yet, make me some coffee and I'll have another go at it.

BEHOLD....the power of marketing.

By making someone shiat through the eye of a needle at 28 yards, obliterating the Genny Cream Ale record?

Barfmaker: I read it and I don't get it, can somebody please tell me in one concise sentence why has a blue ribbon?

Or better yet, make me some coffee and I'll have another go at it.

They got it because the owner of the company started tying blue ribbons on bottles to fool an unsuspecting public into thinking they actually won something when they hadn't.

Later, there was a fair where everyone was supposed to get a trophy, kind of like today's schools.  But the judges said "fark that noise" and came up with their own scoring system, against the rules.  Busch declared victory early, but the judges called it for PBR.  PBR is so farking insecure, they've been talking about that ever since.

I thought maybe there was some sort of goat urine bottling competition at some time in the distant past.

Barfmaker: I read it and I don't get it, can somebody please tell me in one concise sentence why has a blue ribbon?

Or better yet, make me some coffee and I'll have another go at it.

Because marketing...why else?

This thread has turned into a Pabst smear campaign.

Barfmaker: I read it and I don't get it, can somebody please tell me in one concise sentence why has a blue ribbon?

Or better yet, make me some coffee and I'll have another go at it.

How about three words? Or two words and a number?

Chicago. 1893. Bribes.

So that is why Budweiser is King of Beers?

The same way Rand Paul got his credentials

Photoshop?

When I drank in the 1960's I used to drink Pabst and Strohs. Both made goat piss taste like a delicacy, but the were cheap and weak. When I lived in Detroit I used to take girls to the Strohs brewery for a super middle of the day date. Back then they took you around on a golf cart, plied you with beer and brats. I left many a time plowed, a sure fire way to get laid that was. I wish I had made the trip to Pabst brewery for their tour. I understand now they don't let you drink at the brewery, but they do give you a voucher for a 6 pack.

Sheesh. Next youll try to tell me that Coors isnt a banquet beer and Miller High Life isnt t champagne of bottled beers.

one Friday night Angus Pabst was walking home piss drunk when he decided to cut across a field. he made it to a lone tree and fell asleep at its base.

next morning young Kelly & Abigail were taking the short-cut across the field while going to town for their piano lessons. they spied Angus fast asleep near the tree and Kelly giggled "aye! and I wonder what a Scotsman keeps under his kilt!" to which Abigail replied "tis but one way to find out!". and the naughty girls lifted Angus' kilt for a peek. holding back her laughter Kelly removed a blue ribbon from her hair and tied it around the drunks member and the snickering girls were on their way.

hours later Angus woke up groggily with a mighty need to pee. staggering to his feet he steadied himself and flipped up his kilt. looking down Angus spied the Blue Ribbon and exclaimed with glee "aye! I don't know where ya been laddie but I'm glad to see ya won first prize!"

I can't believe how many times this hasn't come up when I've gone to a bar.

maxalt: When I drank in the 1960's I used to drink Pabst and Strohs. Both made goat piss taste like a delicacy, but the were cheap and weak.

In the 1960s, Pabst and Stroh's were mead of the gods compared to Pearl, Busch, Old Style, and Hamm's.

llamalarity: KrispyKritter:"aye! I don't know where ya been laddie but I'm glad to see ya won first prize!"

Nice try! Now apologize to Bryan Bowers

/listening as I type

Sorry to offend you and your friend. I modified a joke I was told long ago in an effort to bring humor to the thread.

Now how the hell am I supposed to set this up and provide the lengthy-ass explanation while drunk and not come off sounding like Buzz Killington?