Well, the weather stoutside is frightful. But a beer sure sounds delightful.
Hark now beer, the angels sing! Brew king’s born today!
Ale be home for Christmas, if only in my dreams.
All I want for Christmas is you (if you are a beer).
If I keep saying that Dadcore is a thing and that it is punk and cool, it will eventually become true.
It’s the most wonderful time of the beer.
Old man yells at cloud.
Put together the first letters of each paragraph for a secret message!
Time is a stubborn piece of wood, and we’ve all gotta find SOME way of whittling away at it. Here, we look at games, TV shows, and comedy.
“Abandon all hope, ye who tenter here.”