You ever gotten up to pee and when you got back your beer tasted suspiciously like cigarette ashes? But you're not one to throw out a beer, especially one that cost you more than half of what your hourly wage is. So you drink it. You drink it trying your damnedest to keep you eyes off her tits all the while feigning interest in whatever she's rambling about. Well, I've got news for you if were drinking Kingfisher. It was probably just that patented stale taste of Kingfisher Premium Lager. Drink up. It tastes like yesterday.

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