This series of posts is dedicated to the many, many six packs, pony kegs and pints that have sauntered into my life at one point or another.
Because I was young once. And not every decision was sound.
On the other hand, had my sips of Miller High Life taken place at the Beer Hut, I don’t think a single person could disparage my choice.
Previous entries in this series can be found by clicking on the “Beers I Have Known” tag.