Fruits N' Cats | Armistice Brewing Company
ABV: 6.0%
Style: Sour - Fruited
Actively Produced
Description: You could be forgiven for becoming a little weird and isolated. It's been almost a year since you lived among humans. The internet seems to keep on keeping on and on and on in one long, final but endless frontier that doesn't give a fuck about the voyeurs and voyagers that blink across it's mise-en-abîmes. You've seen all the cat videos, you've sniffed out every rabbit hole, you've watched yourself into and out of the most salient conspiracy theories, and even a few of the b-sides, you have takes on cryptocurrency. You have cryptocurrency. Then you made music with your guitar. Then with the cuíca you ordered on Prime. Then you made music on your phone. Then on your computer. Then on a biggerr computer. Now you're making music with your mouth. Fruits. Cats. Fruits. Cats. Fruits n' Cats. Fruits n' Cats. Fruits n' Cats. You're doing it. You're making music with your mouth. Wait until the humans find out. You can tell them over a beer that's as weird as you've become: a real fruit punch in the teeth, with pineapple, pink guava, mango, blueberry, blackberry, raspberry, and a hint of internet. Okay, a lot of internet. It's fucking dry-hopped with internet.
Style: Sour - Fruited
Actively Produced
Description: You could be forgiven for becoming a little weird and isolated. It's been almost a year since you lived among humans. The internet seems to keep on keeping on and on and on in one long, final but endless frontier that doesn't give a fuck about the voyeurs and voyagers that blink across it's mise-en-abîmes. You've seen all the cat videos, you've sniffed out every rabbit hole, you've watched yourself into and out of the most salient conspiracy theories, and even a few of the b-sides, you have takes on cryptocurrency. You have cryptocurrency. Then you made music with your guitar. Then with the cuíca you ordered on Prime. Then you made music on your phone. Then on your computer. Then on a biggerr computer. Now you're making music with your mouth. Fruits. Cats. Fruits. Cats. Fruits n' Cats. Fruits n' Cats. Fruits n' Cats. You're doing it. You're making music with your mouth. Wait until the humans find out. You can tell them over a beer that's as weird as you've become: a real fruit punch in the teeth, with pineapple, pink guava, mango, blueberry, blackberry, raspberry, and a hint of internet. Okay, a lot of internet. It's fucking dry-hopped with internet.
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