I love beer. Oh dear God, how I love it.
The way, when I swallow the first sip after a long day of soul-sucking work, it’s like a golden-wet hug against the back of my throat.
I love the way it tastes, the way it smells, the way it makes me say “Yes” to light bondage with my husband.
And, when I dream about beer, because I do you know, this is how I envision the process to be:
And while I have never drank the beer that appears in the following video (Hahn Super Dry-from Australia) I will certainly track it down now. And, if it sucks worse than the warm Rainier Beer that I used to steal out of the garage of my parent’s house, well, who cares.
Video of awesomeness after the break.