Originally Posted by Arc_The_Lad
It's supposed to be, much like most booze.
I love scotch, scotchy scotch scotch.
How do these sentences even make sense together? Beer is uniformly awful, including those magnificent sourdough Belgians and chewy, gently sweet molasses stouts and the pure joy of childhood grown up that is a spiced pumpkin ale....but you'll savor something flavored with dinosaur shit
I cannot. I cannot even. Your world is ashes.