What do we really need to tell you about a hazy pale ale at this point? Blah blah blah blah. Something something. Words about this beer. Blah blah blah. Hops and malt and etc etc etc. Mmmmm yummy beer, yes I want to drink it mmmm.

Goes down as easily as the US removes political leaders of resource-rich third-world countries. Just like a Weapon Of Mass Destruction, the perfect excuse to invade the pub with your closest allies. The perfect beer to destabilise the relationship with your significant other by going out and drinking this when it’s probably a pretty bad idea in the long term.

Crafted, as all good German-like pilsner should be, to be necked in responsibly large quantities while sitting in das Biergarten un bratwurst und sauerkraut. PROST Mein Bruder, trinken wir viel davon verantwortungsvoll! Ya ya ya!

No stupid boring haze or tropical gosh darn hops. Pale, crisp, with the lightest touch of malt, whatever the fuck that all means. It’s a freaking LAGER alright, let's not over think this…

The award-winning Hazy #13 was so fricking unbelievably great we had to bring it back! The big hitters Nectaron, Mosaic and Centennial, Juicy AF but with a solid bitterness.

Don’t get too comfortable with the bright crisp malt, pine and grapefruit because this thing will smash you in the face with a fistful of bitterness. Courtesy of Centennial, Chinook, Amarillo and Mosaic.

How the f@#k could we follow up something as good as Hazy #17 you ask!? Well by changing things ever so slightly again and hoping that it works! This time we’ve gone with Centennial, Kohatu and Columbus.

The perfect beer when you want something that tastes “nothing like a f@$king beer!?” according to your uncle. Pours a strange pink colour and tastes like you f%#ked up making raspberry lemonade by leaving out the sugar.  Nearly the best pink thing you'll ever put in your mouth.