My son wanted to hang out with me after everyone else went to bed after a long Friday out on the town. He didn’t really talk to me directly, he just kind of called people bots and claimed that his peeps were lasering him like sweaties sweat. All of those words I typed are verbatim. BUT DUDE. THIS BAPTIST WAS THE ROASTY DARK BALLS OF A STOUT SEASON THAT STARTED AT JUST THE RIGHT TIME. Let’s go commando under our sweatpants this sweatpants season, shall we? Join me? - Joel
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Brewery: Epic
From: Salt Lake City, UT 🇺🇸
Beer: Big Bad Baptist Imperial Stout
ABV: 12.1%
