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When you walk into a dirty dive bar with tiled ceilings, request a draft lager, get served in a pint glass that sat in a freezer, and “and it stoned me” by Van Morrison is playing on the jukebox, you know exactly why our troops go to war to spray bullets at commies and terrorists. From our cold dead hands you will take this life.

Sip sustainably! The first 500 fans to buy a beer at the Sierra Nevada Draught House at tomorrow's game will get a Klean Kanteen pint glass. Sierra Nevada – Taste what matters. @sierranevada | @kleankanteen

Sip sustainably! The first 500 fans to buy a beer at the Sierra Nevada Draught House at tomorrow's game will get a Klean Kanteen pint glass. Sierra Nevada – Taste what matters. @sierranevada | @kleankanteen

A guy walks into a bar , puts a giant jar of $100 bills down and then sits down. The bartender looks at him and says , " What's with the jar ? " The guy says , " I'm looking for a challenge. I'll put $100 in this jar and if anyone in the bar can do three things , they win the whole jar ". The bartender asks , " What are the three things ? ". The guy says , " First , you have to drink an entire pint of straight , 190-proof Moonshine without making a face. Second , I've got a Pitbull in my truck out back with a rotted tooth. You gotta pull it out with your bare hands. Third , my 80 year old grandmother lives upstairs and hasnt' had any romantic action in 30 years so you'd have to go up there and satisfy her." The bartender laughed. " Forget it. Nobody's doing that. " The night goes on and a massive , burly biker who's been drinking all night stumbles over , slams $100 bill on the counter and grabs the pint of Moonshine. He downs the entire thing in three seconds , eyes watering , face turning beet red , but he doesnt make a single expression. He slams the glass down , turns around and stumbles out the back door towards the truck. For ten terrifying minutes the whole bar hears violent growling , barking , glass breaking and tearing noises. Then , nothing but absolute silence. The back door kicks open , the biker stumbles back in , covered in scratches , his jacket torn to shreds. He wipes the sweat off his forehead , looks around the bar and yells, " ALRIGHT ! Now where's the old lady with the bad tooth?"