Slangipedia - Slang Dictionary

1

Getting so wasted on Pabst Blue Ribbon or any other weak beer or liquor that you forget your own name and probably your own face.

I drank six Pabsts and now I think my dog is my brother.

PBR is the only thing that can make me forget I'm broke.

I tried to do the can dance and fell into a bush.

2

A group of hipsters that look like they just crawled out of a trash can and forgot how to breathe.

Those Pabsted hipsters think they're cool just because they wear beards.

I saw a Pabsted group outside the mall and they were arguing about which type of coffee is better.

The Pabsted kids tried to take over my lunch table and it was a disaster.

3

Yeah, it's cheap and tastes like pond water, but it gets me drunk and doesn't empty my wallet. I actually like the taste more than other cheap beers.

I’d rather drink Pabst than pay for my mom’s hair appointment.

Pabst is like the ugly cousin of beer but it still shows up to the party.

I can drink Pabst all day and still have money for pizza.

4

It keeps college kids warm in the winter and hung over in the summer. It also smells like someone’s old sock.

I drank Pabst all night and now my sock smells like my brain.

Pabst is the only thing that can make me forget I have a 9 AM class.

I tried to drink Pabst in the sun and it made me feel like a cooked potato.

5

Passing a can or bottle of Pabst Blue Ribbon like it’s a sacred relic. Usually happens when you’re too drunk to hold it.

I passed the Pabst to my friend and he passed it to the wall.

I tried to pass the Pabst but it fell into a toilet.

I passed the Pabst and it landed on my neighbor’s head.

6

It’s like keg beer from a jail cell. Shitty, but it’s all you got.

That Pabst tastes like jail food and my dad’s breath.

I drank Pabst from a jail cell and it felt like a punishment.

Pabst is like the beer version of a slap on the wrist.

7

A bad beer that college kids and hicks drink because they can’t afford anything good and don’t know the difference between taste and a bad childhood.

I drank Pabst and it reminded me of my dad’s beer and his temper.

Pabst is like the beer of the poor and the confused.

I tried to drink Pabst and it tasted like my childhood.