The hit dog laughs his ass off

January 10, 2014 - 12:59 pm
Irradiated by Stingray

Currently in the fermenter, the resurrected Bearfucker ale is bubbling away like an irritated lesser deity. “Beer room” also doubling as “guest room,” the CO2 emissions were actually noisy enough to wake houseguest Indy at one point. Signs are good that once again the bottle label should read “Caution: May Be Whiskey”.

I say that only as pre-text to The Complete Guide To The Craft Beer At Your Local Bar. All three of us were laughing out loud and exclaiming “Oh, there’s what [Labrat/Stingray/Indy] always orders!”

Now if you’ll excuse me, Maverick just threw down. I’ve got these hops I found growing over by the Dog Park I’m going to try something with.

5 Responses to “The hit dog laughs his ass off”

  1. Dirt_Sailor Says:

    Any chance of the recipe for Bearfucker getting shared?

  2. Patti Says:

    Mmmm… Bear Fucker. Are you recruiting for the official Bear Fucker Standardized Tasting and Research-Dedicated Society yet? If so, may I be one of the first to apply for membership in the illustrious BFSTaRDS?

  3. Old NFO Says:

    LOL, sounds like a good weekend… :-)

  4. Kristophr Says:

    “You guys aren’t here to hunt, are you?”

  5. Mark Says:

    Hey Stingray,

    Just tipping you off to an email I sent to the gmail address. If you get a chance, I’d love to hear back. Thanks!