OK, craft beer brewers, that’s enough

I like beer.  I usually drink Busch Light because it’s the first beer I drank and I stick with what works.  Then again, looking at my record, maybe I should have switched.  I realize that occasionally I need to branch out.  In the end, it’s beer, so I still win whether it’s Beast Ice or a $10 IPA.

There is a pretty cool growler store near my house.  They have 60 beers on tap.  That’s good.  The bad thing is that there is some ridiculous shit in there, thus their sample policy.  I asked for lagers and was handed a smoke screened lager.  It was beer, chased with a stale nicostick blown directly into your mouth.  Mmmmm.  Cancer.

Last night I got another sample, just to say I tried it.  It was a beer with habanero peppers in it.  I took a sip, not bad.  I hammered down the rest, thinking I was safe when fire roared into my stomach.  I’m sure this will turn out fine.  After all, beer really blocks you up.  Oh wait, it makes your toilet look like a Jackson Pollock painting the next morning.