8D labs has discovered that morning-after-Newcastle shits, sharts, and farts are some of the most heinous in the gas world.

Consider the aftermath when choosing your beer. Thank you.

 

Can you be more specific.

 

Understandably, I knew I was going to have to pinch the poison out at some point, but not only does Newcastle result in a "low-warning" factor as it's moving down the sluceway, it has the nasty quality of not allowing you to tell whether it's going to be a turd, shart, the Ho-Chih-Minh two-step, or just a fart.

So, now, here I am, slave to the throne, thumbing through The Abso!ute Sound, and when I'm finally done reading, I break the now-firm seal with the terlet, only to see the standard Black Death in the bowl, but it has this piercing aroma to it. . . not rotten eggs, but. . . like Tacoma, with the just the faintest hint of rotten molasses (definitely Newcastle) in it. Sweet Mother of Jim Jones that was foul.

 

That was more specific.

 

Thanks

 

Where the hell is Marty anyways?

 

 

dood i drank the f@#k out of new castle on tap last weekend, and just burped like a son-of-a-bitch, but don't really remember ing to much