Press the button, go ahead. What are you waiting for? Your mama’s not coming this time. Don’t slow down. Hammer it. Start with huge grapefruit aroma. Pile on more bitterness than the human palate (or nipple) can detect, ride the anarchy and caramel craziness and let the devastatingly bitter finish drill straight through your taste buds. Put a bullet in the head of mediocrity, raise hell and revel in bitter craft awesomeness. This beer is the end of the line. The hopped-up, puckered mouthed extreme of craft brewing. This beer is bitter. Very bitter. Don’t say we didn’t warn you.