From the front of the house to the back of the house and everywhere in between.
for tbridge
I took this in a supermarket a few years ago because I was both stunned and horrified that such a product not only existed, but enough people bought it that the store would keep it out on full display.
Also, as I’ve said before, clamato sounds like what you’d get if you put a tap on a stripper’s vagina.
Ugh. I hate this stuff….but I hate the people who come into my bar and force me to pour clamato juice into one of our lovely microbrews more. If you’re going to ruin a beer, go somewhere that serves Bud Light or Coors Light or PBR or something similar and have that bartender pour clamato juice into it.
Sigh.