kobold k: Relatively speaking, too many issuances from this source of late are being received here as disappointing mediocrities.
kobold k is drinking a Corsica by Superflux Beer Company
Banana-ice crumbles at Age's end; or the repeated time when candied ferns, adorned in soft-sugars and coated with cedar-butters, flash and splash retrospectively immature.
kobold k is drinking a Two Sailing Wait by Beva Brewing & Blending
Wheat-laced vinegar and forest-meats drenched in thick colours announce a Revolution straddling verdancy like some green-splashed Colossus. Peppermint, pines and razor-vine limes are worshipped up until the knees, where more pine grazes the welkin-divine
kobold k is drinking a Peninsula Pale by Lighthouse Brewing Co.
As charcoal merges with dryad spring-braids, I'm forced to pause and consider the Contradiction rising in my cup: seriousness mingling with mirth, recipes challenging earth, and grass mating with dearth. A Centaur is born herein, a new neither without kin
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kobold k is drinking a Hop Attack! Fresh Hop IPA (2024) by Steamworks Brewing Company
Overindulged strawberry stains corrode timber into mushy late-season languidness unconcerned with causation. Dusk-sweetened muck and wicked soils clog paths and other ritualized penetrations as rubber-lipped Unreason swallows whole maple-wet discretion.
Black fireworks' defunct thumping thrashes harder and heavier against pygmy suggestions of gentleness; forest stumps praise their unimpeded sky and the wreckage perfected by the ruined mass stinking for elite nostrils like perfectly soggy life jackets.