Hoof Hearted Thanks For Letting Us Play Tonight

"I want to wash that man right outta my hair," Trevor Sung into the mic as he made a break towards the bar top. "...And send him on his way!"

Swinging around the shoulders of a stout and increasingly indignant older Japanese woman, he lost his grip and fell face first over the bar and into a mound of Galaxy hops. Just when you thought he'd be down for the count, a hairy set of knuckles emerged over the surface of the counter top. In it's grasp was half a Mai Tai with a microphone as garnish.

"But they made me wear a wristband!" he screamed as the waitstaff fireman-carried him out to the parking lot and back into the wild.

• ABV: 5.5%
• Type: Hazy Pale Ale