My husband is hot. I'm sitting here watching him drive, arm all slack over the gear shift, in control, taking care of me. Can someone turn on some Peter Bjorn and John because I got nothing to worry about.
I'm drunk. It's been the story of my weekend. I exert effort, I get drunk. This beer is the 10 from Brasserie de Rochefort, a Trappist Monastery. It's a little nutty. The taste is all rich sugar and lots of alcohol. It has a strong malt backbone. Very rich.
Cheers!
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