Lolsy: It's Missouri, but there's like (attempts a Missouri accent, sounds quite southern to me) "mizzoureh"
and then Missouri's gonna be like (fake grumbling and mimes typing with Justine): "I fuckin' hate ya...(unintelligible).
Gráinne: It's my first one so
I'm very excited that I'm starting off with alcohol.
Dónal : Ooh! (Gráinne: I know! *rubs hands together excitedly*) They're throwin you into the deep end.
Ciara: This channel has made me appreciate beer so much more
because there are so many more types of beer out there to enjoy!
Lolsy: In advance, I want to apologize just in case
but sure, aren't we all friends here? and we'll have a lovely time
drinkin' "Mizzoureh Bers."(Missouri beers).
Abbey Ale appears onscreen.
Lolsy: ooh
Justine: It looks like a can of Coke!
Ciara: D'you know what? you're actually givin' us cold beer, which is quite nice.
Dónal : What's up with all the abbeys? (Gráinne: it's 7.2% so we're starting off...)
Hey! I'm not complainin' anymore about the abbeys
Lolsy: What's the percentage on this?
Justine: (whispers) 7.2 Lolsy: Noooo! *laughs*
Justine: (chants) We is gettin' lit to the tit! Unh! Unh!
John: What d'you think? It looks good... Well, it looks... heavy! Ciara: Yeah, it does look heavy.
Justine: *gags*
Lolsy: Ooh, smells nice!
Dónal: Oh yeah.. Gráinne: Fun fact about me
actually I have anosmia
so I don't really have a sense of smell (Dónal: Whaaat?)
...so I'm not really getting anything off that. *sniffs deeply*
Dónal: Let's just do a video on that!
Oh my! Can you smell this?
*they crack up laughing* Can you smell THIS?
Lolsy: (purposely mispronouncing bubbles) Boob-les! Michael Bublé's all over the shop. Justine: Yeah!
(Ciara and John do a glass-clinking thingy with a particular pattern. The gang tries the beer.)
Lolsy: Oooohhh!
Ciara: Oh, I like it
John: Do ya?
Ciara: Yeah, it's very strong. John: It's very heavy. It's very "hops-y."
Lolsy: It's very heavy; it's verging on stout... it's verging on...
Justine: yeah, you get that Guinness-y *makes gagging noise* *Lolsy laughs*
Dónal: I can see that, it's the sweetness.
Gráinne: I don't like the beginning; I like the after-bit. The after-bit's really nice.
Dónal: Just like sex... (Gráinne laughs) or the opposite of sex?
I don't know I've never had it. *laughter*
Lolsy: Go, good job on your be--where the hell is Missouri?
I know it's like *gestures vaguely where certain places would be on a map*
New York, Florida, California, Seattle...
*shrugs comically*
Ciara: I'd rather a stronger heavier beer and have less of it
than have more of a lighter beer
Gráinne: What does this go with?
Dónal: Goes with another beer that's what it goes with
Colin (off-screen): It's a mid state.
Justine: Okay, so what does that mean? Colin and Lolsy overlapping: It's in the middle of america.
Zwickel beer appears onscreen.
Lolsy and Justine (reading label together): Zwickel!
Gráinne: Zed and V together. (broken robot noises)
Ciara: Zwickel!
John: Zwickel, give ya a little "zwickel." *mimes tickling someone*
Donal: Oh, Bavarian style, that's the "wurst." (pronounced "vurst.") Ha!
Lolsy: What is this only for squirrels? like, wha--?
Justine: Squirrel beer.
Donal: Oh, Urban Chestnut [Brewing Co], maybe that's why. (Gráinne agrees.)
Donal: Yeah, there we go.
I thought it was like "one can is the equivalent of one squirrel"
because it's a weird shaped can
*Justine opens the can*
Lolsy: WHOA, DID YOU SEE THE POP THAT CA-
--WHAT IN THE TITS? OH MY GOD LOOK HOW COOL THAT IS!---
I can't believe you got to open that, ya bitch! That looked so exciting!
Ciara: It's a bit messy, isn't it? John: It is, a bit, yeah. Ooh, looks good.
Ciara: Not great for drinkin' in a field on your way to a gig *John mimes spilling it on one's face*
Lolsy: Girl, let's "Zhvickel." Prost! (Cheers in German) Ja (pronounced "ya"), Baby!"
Dónal and Gráinne overlapping: It's smooth. smooth flavour. Yeah, yep.
Dónal: If it was a music, it would be smooth jazz.
John: Bit more zesty
Ciara: Wayyy lighter.
John: Isn't it? It's real summery-like.
Lolsy: Pleasant. Justine: I would enjoy that in a beer garden on a hot day.
Lolsy: Yes!
John: D'you know what? If I was going out, apart from the can being completely open
and you're gonna throw it all over yourself after a few,
I'd be more open to taking 6 of them and drinking them in a field than a really heavy beer.
Donal: What's the saying? "one for you, one..."
eh, nah, forget...I forgot.
I'm just gonna drink the beer. Without any sayings.
Or do you want sayings?
No sayings? Okay.
Gráinne: Oh, you can just go off, can't you? You can just talk for hours... Dónal: Oh! *gestures to mean "yes, for hours"*
City-Wide Beer appears onscreen.
Lolsy: *American-ish accent* City-Wide! American Pale Ale!
Donal: Four hands brewing...
John and Ciara hold up their hands. John:4 hands brewing co.!
Justine (confused): Toasted Ravioli?? Oh sorry... (both dissolve into giggles)
Lolsy: Oh! *laughs* Did you think... did you think that there was
(reading) "toasted ravioli and a pork steak"
in this can?!
Justine: Yeah!!
Dónal (facetiously): Wait a minute!
did we have to eat a squirrel with the last can?
Is that what it's telling us?
Lolsy: ASMR! ASMR! *sighs of pleasure after they pop the can open*
Lolsy: Did I, uh, jizz on the table there? Justine *high-pitched voice*: A little bit!
John: This reminds me of the first craft beers that hit Ireland
where you just, where you're like "I'm smellin flowers!" (Ciara:"What is this?")
John: "...and lemons, what the hell?" (Ciara: Yeah.)
Gráinne: nice head on her. *laughter*
Dónal: *spills drink, startles Gráinne* Sorry! Apologies! Sorry, Gráinne.
Gráinne: I prefer the last one. This one has a bit more of a bite to it.
Justine: *retches* Lolsy: It doesn't taste like mango.
Ciara: It tastes like perfume.
John: Yeah, exactly. It's potpourri.
Justine: I'm after getting a bar of Dove soap and licking it.
Lolsy: isn't it really soapy?
Donal: This one just tastes like a beer. (Gráinne: yeah.) just tastes like a floral beer.
Ciara: I'm sure somebody else would love it, but it's lost on me
John: And I.
Ciara: but I'll still drink it.
John: Yeah, I'm still gonna shove it right down. Ciara: Absolutely. Of course!
Lolsy: (in a mock Missouri accent): Mizzoureh, I have a bone tah pick with you, sugah.
Why'd you go and make a beer that smells like mango but doesn't taste like mango?
My poor dainty heart is smashed into tiny pieces.
But I'm still gonna drink you cuz you're an alcohol. *winks, clicks tongue*
Schlafly beer appears onscreen.
Gráinne and Dónal sound out the name: "Shh-laa-fly."
Ciara: Schlafly. (pronounces it slightly differently from Gráinne and Dónal)
John (in a posh British accent): Schlafly. "What do you think of your wife? Ohh, Schlafly, schafly. (she's lovely, she's lovely)"
Ciara (laughs): That's really good! Can you imagine ordering it in a bar? like
"...can I get two bottles of Shlafflllfyfy?(slurs words to be funny)."
Lolsy: Now this says mango and if it doesn't live up to it's bleedin' name *taps on table for emphasis*, I will flip a table.
John: I swear to God if this is spicy beer, spice ruins everything!
Dónal: This is something that would kill a horse
John and Ciara do a glass-clinking pattern thing. Ciara: I'm excited! John: Sláinte.
Donal: Oh wow, this is like an alcoholic version of coffee.
John: Ohhh, yeh. That's lovely
Justine: because it's sp- *makes funny noises*
Lolsy: Are you gettin' spicy? (J: Yeah!) I literally just got chocolate.
Gráinne: That's not spicy at all. Why would you get me all... fearful like that and then disappoint me?
Ooh! Never mind; I feel a a little tingle in my throat *gags/coughs*
Dónal: Really?
Ciara: It's like a really really subtle spice
Gráinne: Have you ever had like dark chocolate with chili infused?
*Dónal and she nod and overlap in agreement* Gráinne: Something like that. Dónal: Spot on!
Lolsy: 6.2? (off-screen, Colin asks if it tastes like 6.2)
Lolsy: Yeah, it actually does, yeah. Justine: No. You think so?
Ciara: It's like something they drink in Red Dead Redemption or Westworld.
John: Yes, it is. They'd just fire it across the bar. *makes whooshing sound*
Ciara: Yeah.
Lolsy: They're real high percentage, not gonna lie, feelin' a bit, uh *clicks tongue and winks*
Justine: Tipsy?
Ciara: If this is what they drink in Missouri, then, like, I'm down for going.
Lolsy: *in her Missouri accent* : Well, I thought they were mighty fine now
if I was gon' be honest with you, I think my favorite was definitely, like, the first one
Donal: I'd love to go just drink a few beers, a few Missourians
John: Keep doing what you're doing...
...Keep drinking beer because obviously you guys know how to drink beer.
Gráinne: Like, subscribe, hit that Bell, get those notifications
Dónal: Ding! *taps head*
Gráinne: Is it okay that my arm's here?
Dónal: Hmm...your arm is there? *laughter*