Tonight I planned a date with an Arctic Stout. . . and I realized how much I love it. I did not drink it, but I realize how much I love it. "How'd you realize that without tasting it?" Well, since you ask. . . I let time slip away from me and realized it was 20 minutes until time to go. I'm not skeered of drinking a brew-ha quickly, but I realized that I would not have time to give the Stout the justice it deserved. I love this beer. . . oh, and 100 beers really isn't that many.
Thursday, March 1, 2007
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This site really means a lot to me. You guys are visionaries.
Our first comment by an "outsider." I never thought it would happen.
You guys suck!
Wow, why the hostility? We're just brewing nature's. . . brew. Dow, it's an honor buddy. My first born will wear your name now. Anonymous, I think that most people on this blog (I think we now have more than one handful) would agree that you suck.
I would second Mark's comment about the regretfully banal "anonymous" poster. What a bastard.
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