Please tell me you’ve had Rat Bastard. If you haven’t, you owe it to yourself to ingest it.
I’d love to send some out to you, Euthanasiast, but I’ll be visiting with my parents for the next month and I’m not sure where to get any good root beer around them. (Anyone in California should check out in BevMo if they want a good supplier.)
a feeling of discontent or covetousness with regard to another’s advantages, success, possessions, etc.
The act of giving the finger with both hands at one’s computer monitor in knee-jerk response to some lucky asshole’s position: Euthanasiast hoped beyond all hoping that Dan Blather got an ingrown toe nail that ran all the way up to his balls, because he was envious of where he lived.
Example of an envious reply to someone’s advantage: “You sir, suck.”
Smooth, buttery flavor, with a medium complexity on the front end and almost complete falloff at the end. The buttery flavor lingers (likely from the honey and cane sugar blend). Almost no head, but plenty of carbonation. The blend of ingredients feels precise in that nothing is overpowering, but everything is there, just enough.
As far as I have tasted, this is nearly the best of them.