I have had my eye on this temptress for a long ass time and I finally mustered up the courage and the thirteen dollars to make it mine. As soon as I cracked open the bottle my nose was overwhelmed by a wondrous floral aroma. My hand shook violently as I poured it into the proper receptacle. It seductively whispered in my ear, "don't you dare take a sip of me without touching me all over." This beer demands foreplay. It demands respect. It desires to be fully consumed in a rough but yet gentle manner. This brew is only for major league players, not amateurs like yourselves. You could never fully appreciate a beer of this caliber so do not waste your time. Only the masters may sip from the chalice of the Gods. 5 out of 5. You can't handle it.
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Makes me wonder where you shoved the bottle when you were done!
Why don't you reach down and find out?
WOW! I would have thought you wouldn't have any more room up there! Quite impressive!!
Not on me dammit!
In you,right? Like I said,quite impressive.Even though,it looks to me like someone needs to get out of the kitchen for a minute,and learn how to manscape!
Oh believe you me I am as trim as an Australian sailor.
I know nothing about Australian sailors,but by the way you took that bottle like a pro,I see you do!
A sailor from down under? I see my jokes are wasted on you.
I am still sipping it as I type.
That's probably not really sanitary.
That's why they call it De Ranke
Whatever makes you feel better!
Wow. Maybe you two should start a joint blog called The Butt Buddies.
looks like someone needs some "Breakfast Of Champions"
God I wish I could get beer that great at the liquor store here! I have to go to this little bar called the Bayou to get all my killer beer. =( Although I do love it there... It would be nice to drink a brew that delish at home once in a while.
Belgian beers are hard to find but worth the search.
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