Why oh why you may ask? Well, no one in their right mind would consume this “beer” on purpose. I was at a birthday party over the weekend and it was a toss up between this garbage, Busch, and pool water. After the pool was drained and the Busch was gone, what else was there to do?
I plugged my nose and dove in. After the first sip, I could feel my t-shirt becoming a little more ironic. It wasn’t disgusting but it wasn’t good. And besides, it has such a bad reputation as the beer of the hispter for some reason so I didn’t want to associate myself with it.
Alas… it is on my list, never to be looked at again.