"Your beer is not as 1337 as my beer is."
--attitudechicka

My Beer by niteowl 10-28-05

My beer saved the rainforests! Oh yeah? My beer helped fight the War on Terror! OH YEAH? Uh, um...MY beer gets me drunk! Does it get you so drunk that you wake up the following morning in a compromising position next to Coolio and Rupaul? Hell no! Dude, your beer sucks.

My Beer - The Sequel by niteowl 10-28-05

My beer fought Communism! My beer saved Baby Jessica! C'mon man, that's bullshit. It is not! Dude, everyone knows Lassie and Superman pulled Baby Jessica out of that well. Oh. Sorry, I'm a little drunk.

My Beer, Part Three by niteowl 10-28-05

My beer cured cancer! My beer is a moral beer. It teaches family values, and encourages raising your children the right way. It supports prayer in school and the troops. It doesn't believe in evolution, and it goes to church every Sunday. What?

My Beer IV by niteowl 10-28-05

My beer listens to Nickelback. My beer listens to Coldplay, because it's oh so cold. My beer also listens to alternative pop country music. MY beer listens to psychobilly heavy metal jazz fusion. My beer can scratch like a mofo. Word to yo mutha.

Cinco de My Beer by niteowl 10-28-05

My one single beer can pick up a hot nurse. Yeah right. Nice beer. Wanna fuck? See? Barkeep, a six pack of Coors Light to go please. Daddy needs a harem.

[Click to view comic: 'A Six Pack of My Beer']

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My Se7enth Beer by niteowl 10-30-05

My beer is able to ward off evil spirits! My beer can raise the dead! Look behind me, it's Abe Vigoda! Say hi Abe, just to prove to this punk that you're actually alive. Hi. Um, Abe Vigoda wasn't dead in the first place. Wait, did I say Abe Vigoda? I meant Alan Alda. Yes, that's Alan Alda behind me. He's alive!

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Think classy, you'll be classy.