It finally happened. I finally had a Hop Butcher, all to myself, without pants, in private. The juiced up “mmmmmm” pouring from out of my front facehole made my dog bark from the other side of the house and aroused a strange text message from my wife, who was upstairs. “What the hell is wrong with you?” She asks. “Nothing babe. Just had a butchgasm.” No response. - Joel
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Brewery: Hop Butcher
From: Darien, IL 🇺🇸
Beer: Mellotron DIPA
ABV: 7.5%
Hopsmash Script T-shirt
$40.00