Hops. Yeast. BAC. All good things. This blog examines the subculture of fine ale and the discerning, whimsical palette. You don't have to be over 21 to enjoy these postings, but I do recommend you play along at home.
Pseudo-grown men hoopin' it up can look so sweet and innocent. Howeve, I'm pretty sure the guy on the right doesn't give it up on the first date, so LeBron may have to buy him dinner and drinks. Stay patient, Bron-Bron.