Who am I but a weak man? I couldn’t say no. I tried to explain that I was married but she insisted...it started with a sip but then it went so much further. I drank it all...every sip. This glorious flavor in my mouth.
Belgians can brew beer. This is good. Like, damn good. An 8.0 on the drunkenscale and again, dangerously easy to drink. A couple of these blondes and you’ll be on your knees for sure.
84 thumbs up out of 100 possible thumbs up. Do I have that many thumbs? That’s none of your business. Let’s just say what I do in my spare time is of no concern to you.
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