I drank home brewed stout beer aged 13 months last night at my buddy’s house. A special kind of drunk. A fusion of aggressive and motivating energy. Lit a fire inside, important decisions made last night. I’m also royally hungover and feel like hammered shit. Worth it.
The only stout I would consider is Guinness. Very wholesome in small doses.
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Love Guinness. But there’s something special about drinking a beer that your friend made and saved for you for over a year, using a setup he’s spent thousands of dollars on, and has an obsession about.
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I told him I considered it an honor.
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