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#6820 Messorem Bracitorium x Electric Death Toll Rises (Canada) Sticking on the DIPA train, this bad boy is a fantastic haze bomb from Messo and Electric in Cali. Coming in at 8.2%, this gem boasts CItra, Strata, Vic Secret and Nelson Sauvin hops, it pours hazy af with a bubbly, foamy head and a tropical nose, the body is creamy and silky, the white wine vibes from the Nelson jump out, there’s some chalkiness alongside some stone fruit vibes (peach, melon), it’s a little herbal and dank, some zesty citrus vibes, super smooth, wrapping in a dry, almost bitter finish. Killer. — #qccraftbeer #quebecbeer #mtlbeer #montrealbeer #quebeccraftbeer #messorembracitorium #electricbrewing (at Montreal, Quebec) https://www.instagram.com/p/CZTZCyVAptQ/?utm_medium=tumblr
ok the subversion of the black highlighter thing is really cool
Umarım evime bir hediye yollar birileri ya doğum günümde.....
One time, I had just finished a bad fight on what I didn’t realize would be the last date with my then-girlfriend. Instead of driving home, I drove 2.5 hours in the wrong direction to say Merry Christmas to my then-best-friend. Those two things weren’t really related but I figured if I was getting home late I might as well get home really late. He was really surprised and happy to see me. I still remember how the wreath on the door behind him looked like a halo. And then I drove home, and I Can’t Stay by the Killers came on my radio, and I had this thought, like, “Wow. I will never be the same.”
I feel like I’m going crazy. Do I say that too much? My God, sometimes it seems like that’s the only thought I’m capable of forming. I’m crazy, I’m crazy, I’m crazy…