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Unless you are a new vistor you will have noticed we have
a new layout, this is basically to clean things up a bit,
making it easier for the viewer. I hope you like the new
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Members Rating
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Coopers Bitter
by Boozums
@ 25, Jan 2008 |

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k&k std. Initially filthy on Coopers
kits due molestation propensity. Some
kits palatable if nuzzled crib-bound but
Coopers fortune cookies require trainee
moustache, groiny down. Unless kevlar
throated sub 6 week fondles
grief-givers, yet, post three fortnights
Coopers imbibage hero-suited equivalent,
face melting side-effects.
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Brewcraft Newcastle Brown
by Boozums
@ 10, Jan 2008 |

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Drinking now. Smells like a Nun when
you're 41 (phys), mentally 12 (4real).
Psyched, no returns. A matron's
backside, bootyfull, but chilly with a
hint of eat your face about it. First
time I tasted this I reached down and
goosed myself. This beer is the cool
breeze before a nasty domestic.
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Lion Real Ale
by Boozums
@ 10, Jan 2008 |

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You'll call this Larn Rhul Ole after a
fistful of glasses. Delusions of
grandeur, ladder-climbing pretension and
Serge Leone movies aside, go ahead, and
what a head, its just a beer. As if.
Self-swish was restored by this drop.
Bruised by a biffed bung Coopers I
plucked a strawberry from the sky and
gave it a bandy elbow into this brew.
Just the one, plump like a woman in her
forties. Roaring. Like being kissed by a
maiden Aunt, all cleveage. Serious.
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Lion Lager
by Boozums
@ 10, Jan 2008 |

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700g Chelsea, 300g Manuka honey,
reconstituted Muntons yeast. Bubbled
lycra sumbotch. My first dabble. Honey
messy, verily, strands of sweet glueage.
Tastes like a 16 yr old girl, smells
like a 70 yr old man. The kind of beer
you can take home to mother if she's
still talking to you after the Dark Ale
episode.
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Lion Dark Ale
by Boozums
@ 10, Jan 2008 |

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Nowt to be feared casting the innards of
Lion Kits. Laid this Dark cutie with 1kg
dext and Blackrock yeast. Possible to
drink Lion kits after 2-3 weeks in the
bottle. Brew is the colour of swamp
water, you may feel like snogging a
banjo and plucking your sister after a
couple of glasses. Word. Handful of pox
on the 800 character limit.
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