Whiskey, part 7

Tasty, but not so vastly different than regular, as much as I could tell, seven-year-old recollections being what they are. I swear to god, I only had two. That would have been fine, except for the pale ales, SunbrusĀ and that one goddam Kiltlifter. Kiltlifter is aptly named. Some beer-goggled lifting of the kilts almost happened. […]

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