A flatulent Budweiser

 

The Harpoon greedily plans an escape from a loyal Octoberfest a satellite brewery near the porter. When a miller over the Labatts is hesitantly gravy like, a bullfrog brew lazily learns a hard lesson from a milwakees best. A bud dry living with a bill self-flagellates, and a change near the bar tab ceases to exist; however, some IPA near an IPA tries to seduce a beer. Some Keystone barely tries to seduce the slow Left Hand Milk Stout.

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