Flōr-bîr- a nickname given to any individual who happens to slip in beer that has been spilled on the floor while crushing beer cans
After Floor-beer fell in the puddle of alcohol on the floor, he continued to role around a complete his task of absorbing the leftover beer.
(n) An unfinished beer left on the floor of a garage or house. This beer is taken from the fridge to give the illusion you can keep up with your friends when you really can’t. Also see Archer Butler.
Picked up Archers floor beers again this morning.
To bail on work to go get a beer.
I'm so done, do you want to beer bail with me?
The act of doing a flip into a pool with a opened beer in hand. One hand must be covering the top of the beer and when the jumper surfaces he must chug the beer.
Friend #1: Yo Karol do a beer flip!
Friend #2: DO IT! YOU WON'T DO IT!
Karol: *Performs a beer flip off the diving board*
The last beer of the night that you don’t remember having because you were so drunk, which technically might not exist.
“That 15th beer last night was totally a Schrödinger’s beer because we don’t remember it, and can thus substantiate its nonexistence.”
The last beer of the night that you don’t remember having because you were so drunk, which technically might not exist.
“That 15th beer last night was totally a Schrödinger’s beer because we don’t remember it, and can thus argue for its nonexistence.”
Hello bakers, my name is Bitty Kembleford, and today I'll he making a special take on a summer classic: The Alaskan Root Beer Float.
Do you remember the first time you had a root beer float? I do. I must have been around 7 years old and we were visiting my grandparents in Phoenix, in the summer.
Have you ever been to Arizona in the summer? Must be why I find Sacramento so tolerable. Let's just say it's hot.
I still remember all of us greedy kids, still in our swim suits, having been cooling off in the pool all day, lined up in the kitchen, wide eyed as we watched my father pull the multicolored hankercheif out of his weenie and clap in joyful glee.
It was just last Tuesday, a year ago, that my divorce happened. Very tragic. Humorous as well.
I was a mess. I went to the store and bought vinegar, ketchup, licorice, root beer, cigarettes, and vanilla ice cream.
Fortunately, I didn't put all of that together (whew... heart attack avoided), but I did make a root beer float, one of the most classic memories of my childhood.
It seems like root beer floats have been following me everywhere. Even after dad got shot.
Now let's crack on, shall we?
I use the So Delicious Vanilla Bean Coconut Ice Cream and Virgil's Organic Root Beer for my Alaskan Root Beer Float.
Using your favorite ash tray, combine cigarettes, vinegar, and baking soda.
In a separate bowl, combine one cup of Vanilla Ice Cream, and a bottle of your Virgil's Organic Root Beer.
Heated on medium, take a pot full of boiling water, and butterscotch Jell-O Mix, and combine until the lumps of Jell-O are gone. Next, remove from heat, and add the previous ingredients. Refridgerate for two days.
After all the anxious waiting, remove your Root Beer Float from the fridge. Makes two servings (serve with ketchup).