“When taste buds rebel and stomachs upchuck you know your palette is stuck on YUCK.”
Written by Ye Olde Scribe
Grab the little critter and squeezzzzzzzzzeeeeeeeeeee the essence into your glass. Make sure you get both barrels. Ah, SKUNK BEER! If that’s your desire grab your heine and lick it dry! Isn’t there a bit irony when a nickname is so apt? Scribe used to be a big fan of the darker version. Maybe Scribe just has more taste these days? Hey, it twere the 70s. Anything related to disco is tainted by mere location.
Corn… DMS. Weak body. A slightly sour sense. Weak urine color. What’s to complain about?