I got this story about 211 that y'all might like.
I was in Grennville, Ms. for Showfest(mini truck/custom car show) in '06 and I was stayin in this hole in the wall motel across from a gas station. At about 2 in the morning, I got hungry, so I went across to the gas station and ordered a shit load of Popeye's for me and a friend of mine. Yeah, the gas station was half Popeye's...Anyway, I was totally faded from drinking all day, so I figured I'd get a bottle of water to wash down my chicken. As I walked across Popeye's to the station to get my water, I saw a beeramid made of silver, so I headed toward it. As I got closer and my beer and drug induced fog cleared from my eyes, I realized it was SR, so I grabbed a case without looking at the price and got my water.
The counter lady looked at me up and down and said "Oh baby, that's all you'll be gettin of that beer? You know it's on sale, right?" I replied with "No ma'am, how much is it?", to which she responded "Baby, it's $1.99 a twelve pack."
No fuckin lie, I bought 15 cases of 211 and pushed that shit across the street in a shopping cart I found on the side of the gas station. We were loaded with so much beer for the three day car show that I started giving that shit out to people like I was 211 Santa.