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Left Hand Brewing Company’s Wake Up Dead – Bub lived Suckas

September 10, 2012 by Mike "Bub" Pence 2 Comments
Left Handed Brewing Co. Wake up the Dead
Left Handed Brewing Co. Wake up Dead

Beer might kill a zombie, but it can’t kill a Bub.

Still doing that horror theme-thing, sons!  That’s all the motivation I needed to pick up this bomber of Wake Up Dead by Left Hand Brewing—not to mention the fact that it’s packed with all of that nutritious and delicious alcohol, kid, 10.2 percent to be precise. That’s right! Bub just hit you with some magical math that probably blew your minds. So stop jockin’, and go find yourself a bottle of this shiz, and get crunk! You won’t regret it.

Alright, back to real life. This beer is good. I’m not lying. Why would I lie to you? I’m sure as hell not getting paid by Left Hand Brewing (or 40oz of Horror for that matter…Shhhh.) Do Bub a favor and write in to James and Chad and tell em ol’ Bub needs some of that ad money.

The beer has little to no head like you because you don’ t have a girlfriend, and you got no game.

This Russian imperial stout pours dark as night and tastes like death (in a good way because of that delicious 10.2).  The beer has little to no head like you because you don’ t have a girlfriend, and you got no game. It’s got all that good stuff like cocoa, coffee and a little bit of that smoke. It’s also got some burnt toffee goodness as well as a distinctive alcohol taste. By distinctive I mean just plain ol’ alcohol.

You should go buy this beer!

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Bub’s Rating*

Taste: 35oz
Aroma: 39oz
Appearance: 39oz
Palate: 36oz
Overall: 37oz

*Ratings out of 40oz of Horror

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Het Anker’s Lucifer — Satan’s Brew

August 28, 2012 by Mike "Bub" Pence No Comments

Het Anker’s Lucifer
ABV 8%

Bub’s at it again with the horror themed beers. Getting sick of it yet? I’ll bet not. Sure, this is probably more biblical themed than horror, but Satan does make his way into some horror flicks. I’m not a horror expert, so I’ll just leave that to James and Chad. Who knows? Maybe this very blog could convince them to do a Lucifer themed podcast or at least an article. How about it 40oz of Horror? The people want Satan…er, at least reviews/comments on movies with Satan in them.

I’m a big fan of picking a beer based on the name and/or labeling. I guess when your life’s goal is to try 5,000 unique beers, you have to pick some kind of method to begin drinking. I could go alphabetically, but what’s the fun in that?  So, this bottle of Lucifer caught my eye, firstly because the label is cool. Who doesn’t like a cartoonish-looking Lucifer standing on top of his name with some sweet flames in the background? Plus, the bottle had a cork. Maybe the cork is to put up your bum after you drink this brew? After all WWSD (What Would Satan Do)—I think he would put the cork in your pooper.

So, some insight into my nickname/pen name/blog name and a tie to this delicious Belgian brew: When I drink, I’m known as Bub. Sometimes when I morph into Bub, Bub ends up drinking too much and turns into Beezelbub—I know it’s spelled wrong, but that’s how “Bub” pronounces it.  Beelzebub (correct spelling) is another name for Satan. So, there you have it. And yes, my alter ego has an alter ego.

“I think satan would put the cork in your pooper.”

Enough about me, and more about the beer! The beer is a Belgian pale ale, which is basically taking a general term for a type of beer and combining with another general term. Whatever. The beer has a hoppy essence to it but is not overwhelming. In the background is a yeast taste, a spice and hay-like quality that when blended together is actually quite nice. Belgians aren’t for everyone, but if this sounds like something you would enjoy, then by all means, try this beer. The finish was also quite good with more of the yeast shining through. I find this to be the case with a lot of Belgians. Those Belgians—always high and mighty with their yeast infections, pssh.

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Bub’s Rating*

Taste: 34oz
Aroma: 37oz
Appearance: 37oz
Palate: 34oz
Overall: 36oz

*Ratings out of 40oz of Horror

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Rigor Mortis Quadrupel — Stiffy Time

August 20, 2012 by Mike "Bub" Pence 1 Comment
rigor mortis quadrupel

Bub’s Beer Count: 437
Beer: Rigor Mortis Quadrupel
Brewery: Brasserie Dieu Du Ciel
ABV: 10.5%

Well for those who follow me on Twitter (@Bubsbeerblog) or Facebook (facebook.com/bubsbeerblog), you should know by now that I was on a diet and therefore couldn’t drink for a couple of weeks. It’s safe to say that I can officially drink again and in fact did so a little too much over the weekend in Louisville. I might have actually blacked out, wandered away from my group and got lost somewhere in downtown Louisville. Thankfully, some cops found me on top of a parking garage and were able to contact my friends (Shout out to Brandon Gentry for taking care of my drunk ass) and safely take me back to my hotel.

Moral of the story:

“Don’t black out in Louisville; you might get raped.“

It is Kentucky after all.

Continuing with the horror theme, I decided to buy a beer called Rigor Mortis Quadrupel. My inner pervert was enticing me to buy it, and yes, as I was buying it, I  had stiffies, boners and wood on the brain—I don’t swing that way for those who are curious; I just perpetually have the mind of a 13- year- old.  I took this stiff bottle home and tried it out.

Stiffies, boners and wood on the brain

Rigor Mortis is a Quadrupel. If the Quadrupel thing confuses you, then you’re not alone. There is really no standard of what a Quadrupel is, but typically, they’re a Belgian-style brew that tends to be over 10% ABV. This was definitely in that category. The alcohol wasn’t overwhelming and the beer had  several different layers of flavor. The start was almost a Saison taste of hay or straw; the middle was sweeter. The aftertaste was reminiscent of a sour but not ultra vinegary. It was a very complex beer, in my opinion. Despite all of this, I still thought that this beer was nothing special. It was good but not ‘Top 50’ territory or anything—maybe not even ‘Top 100’ territory. We may never know because I’ll probably never compile a list. The competition is stiff. Tee hee.

Bub’s Rating*

Taste: 31
Aroma: 36
Appearance: 39
Palate: 28
Overall: 33

*Ratings out of 40oz of Horror

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Hambleton Nightmare Yorkshire Porter

August 13, 2012 by Mike "Bub" Pence No Comments
Hambleton Nightmare Yorkshire Porter
Hambleton Nightmare Yorkshire Porter

Bub’s Beer Count: 419
Hambleton Nightmare Yorkshire Porter
ABV 5%

First an apology:

I’m sober as I write this review. It may not be as comical as the ones in the past but I will try my best.

Sometimes a beer isn’t very good.  It’s not that this beer is bad, per se, but it’s not very good either.  Would I drink it again? If someone bought me one at a bar, I would definitely drink it, but I would not shell out the money for it, even though it was only six dollars for the 1 pint, 9 fluid oz. bottle.

The reason that I gravitated (See what I did there? Beer nerd pun) toward this beer, in particular, was the name. I was trying to pick out some beers with horror themes, and this fit the bill. I mean, I am doing this for a horror podcast’s website.  On to the beer!

The appearance was very dark, which was to be expected. After all, it is a porter.  The head was there and gone in a flash and was very small, much like the head of your penis.

The jokes just aren’t as funny when you don’t have a few in you…

“This Nightmare porter turned out to be a true nightmare.”

The aroma was nice; it had the obvious coffee and chocolate smells in addition to something I couldn’t quite place. I think it was alcohol. I checked the label and it was only 5%—small by beer standards—so I thought that maybe it was a fluke.

As I began to drink the beer, I realized the alcohol was not a fluke. Oddly enough, the alcohol seemed to stand out more than anything. It was like someone brewed some strong coffee, added cocoa powder and poured rubbing alcohol into the mix. I would expect this in some imperial stouts but not a 5% porter. Leave it to the British to fuck things up.*  The beer was bland, and I think because of this blandness, the alcohol stood out more.  If presented with this beer, go have a Guinness instead; at least the Irish know what they’re doing.  Yes, I resisted on using the line “this Nightmare porter turned out to be a true nightmare.” You’re welcome.

*There are good British beers out there.

Bub’s Rating*

Taste: 24oz of horror
Aroma: 31oz of horror
Appearance: 30oz of horror
Palate: 28oz of horror
Overall: 27oz of horror

*Ratings out of 40oz of Horror

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Mikkeller Beer Geek Brunch Weasel: Cognac

August 6, 2012 by Mike "Bub" Pence 3 Comments
Mikkeller Beer

Bub’s beer count #401
Mikkeller Beer Geek Brunch Weasel: Cognac
ABV: 10.9%

I swear it’s not a fetish

I was reluctant to buy this beer when I first laid eyes on it at the store, but not because I heard that it was made with Kopi Luwak coffee, which is coffee that has been picked out of the poop of the Asian Palm Civet then washed (thank God), roasted and packaged. I welcomed the poop factor; in fact, I was a little excited about it — I swear it’s not a fetish. I was reluctant to buy the beer because it was $14 for a 9 oz. bottle. The reason this beer is so pricey is because the coffee from which this brew is made runs about $50 a cup. I’m no miser, but that is a little rich for my tastes. So after much deliberation, I decided to take the plunge. I even made a list of the reasons to make myself feel better about my purchase, and lucky for you, they’re included in this blog.

Reasons to buy poop beer:

#1: It’s made from poop! How often is beer made from poop?

#2: It’s aged in cognac barrels. Cognac happens to be one of my favorite liquors. I’m secretly a rapper by night.

#3: It’s made by Mikkeller, which is what they refer to in the biz as a “ghost brewery.” This basically means that Mikkeller has no brewery, but he travels and brews beer at other breweries, so chances are this beer might not be on the shelves for long.

#4: It’s made from poop.

#5: I have yet to sample a Mikkeller beer that was below a rating of 35oz of Horror — a damn good brewer.

“It was like pouring the smoke monster from Lost into a glass.”

Now that I’ve listed the justifications of why I purchased this beer, we can move on to the beer itself. When I poured the beer, I was a little taken aback by how dark it was. It was like pouring the smoke monster from Lost into a glass. I expected the pour to make noises like one of them-there typewriting machines, heeyuck. However, that never happened. There was little to no head once the beer was poured, so maybe a few points off in that department. Mikkeller should take some pointers from your mom for future beers when it comes to the head. The beer itself is a stout, which is typically dark and heavy, and this beer did not disappoint in that department. Weasel’s consistency looked thick and heavy, but in the mouth, it was lighter than expected, much like my wiener in your mom’s mouth. (OK, last mom joke.)

This light taste is not necessarily a bad thing, since most people don’t like drinking mud. The alcohol content wasn’t overwhelming, which can happen with a higher ABV. It was easy to see why this is the most expensive coffee in the world. The beer was very smooth and not bitter. The bitterness of the coffee is supposedly stripped through the digestive tract of the weasel-like animal. I tried this once as a cheaper alternative but found that humans do not possess the same bitterness-extracting quality. Other than the obvious tastes of coffee and chocolate, the flavor of cognac was evident as well. It wasn’t as prevalent as the coffee and chocolate, but it was a nice goodbye as the beer made its way down my esophagus. No homo.

Mikkeller Beer in a Jar

It’s made from poop!

Bub’s Rating*

Taste: 36oz of horror
Aroma: 38oz of horror
Appearance: 37oz of horror
Palate: 35oz of horror
Overall: 37oz of horror

*Ratings out of 40oz of Horror

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BEER REVIEW: Rogue Voodoo Doughnut Bacon Maple Ale

July 30, 2012 by Mike "Bub" Pence No Comments
Rogue Voodoo Doughnut Bacon Maple Ale
Rogue Voodoo Doughnut Bacon Maple Ale

Bub’s Beer Count: #383 of 5,000
Set to a soundtrack of Warren G
ABV (how much alcohol): 6.5%
IBU (how bitter the beer is): 30 (not very bitter)

The first thing you notice when you pick up a bottle of Rogue Voodoo Doughnut Ale is the girly pink bottle. It is very pink. So pink, in fact, that you might be embarrassed to carry it around the store. Luckily, I just happen to be very comfortable with my sexuality, so I had no problem carrying it around. The fact that I had my wife rubbing on my chest the whole time probably helped a little bit too. (Play on playa.) I was singing, “It was a clear black night, a clear white moon/Bub P was on the streets, trying to consume.” She got over all of this once we got home and popped open a bottle of the Voodoo.

I slowly poured the beer, and as the foam relaxed, I lowered my nose into the glass to steal this beer’s essence. (I think the pink bottle got to me a little too much.) The ale smelled of a breakfast that is wafting its scent about your apartment and makes its way out of the cracks to rub itself into your fucking nosy neighbors’ faces that you’re eating maple-flavored bacon with decadent pancakes smothered in pure maple syrup (grade B amber — we’re not rich, fuckers). Seriously though, this beer smells almost as good as it tastes.

It giggles about the back of your tastebuds

The beer tastes like a beer. Which is very good. I was a little worried that the maple and bacon would shine through a little too much, which I’ve experienced with other maple-flavored beers. You can definitely taste the maple more than anything else, but it’s not real sweet, and there’s still some bitterness to the beer itself. On the other hand, the bacon/smokiness shows up in the aftertaste. It giggles about the back of your tastebuds, while the maple rapes your frontals. Like I said, the pink bottle got to me.

Rogue Voodoo Doughnut Bacon Maple Ale

Drunk. Sunburnt. Bub.

Bub’s Rating*

TASTE: 32oz of Horror
AROMA: 36oz of Horror
APPEARANCE:  35oz of Horror
PALATE: 22oz of Horror
OVERALL: 31oz of Horror

*Ratings out of 40oz of Horror

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Welcome to Beer Reviews by Bub Pence: Rampage Imperial IPA

July 22, 2012 by Mike "Bub" Pence No Comments
Rampage Imperial IPA

Set to a soundtrack of Soundgarden

It’s a Thursday at 8 p.m., and I’m preparing for a fucking game of Magic. It’s obvious I’m a pretty busy person, but I decided to take some time out of my hectic schedule to do some beer reviews for my friends over at 40oz of Horror — even though they’re not  buying my beer.

A few things to get out of the way:

I’m not an expert of beer (nor do I proclaim to be one), but I do have some credentials, so don’t feel slighted by reading these reviews. What makes me vetted to do this? I work at Home Depot. Sure, I know what you’re thinking — but really think about that for second… I FUCKING WORK AT HOME DEPOT.  My job is shit. I drink — and when I drink, I tend to drink beer. There’s my PhD in BE EE EE AR, bitches.

Rampage Imperial IPA

Rampage Imperial IPA: ABV: 9.5%

Black Diamond Brewing Company in Concord, Calif., calls the first beer I decided to review “Rampage.” Now, the first thing I thought of when I read the label and saw that it was from douchey California was that it was that it was from this town called Concord. I don’t know about you, but Concord brings to my mind grapes — and not the kind of grapes that you make good wine with, but some sort of shitty Manischewitz kind of wine that tastes like grape-jelly-infused juice. If I have to choose between douchey and shitty, I know which one I’m choosing, but I’ll leave you, the audience, hanging. Now, back to the beer.

Rampage is an Imperial IPA that is 9.0% alcohol and has an obvious picture of an angry elephant rampaging through some hops on the label. How did this beer company possibly afford the geniuses who came up with that idea? We may never know. I’ll be honest; I don’t remember how much I spent on this bomber of beer, but it wasn’t that much.

The elephant-trampling-through-the-hops beer is actually really good. Now, keep in mind — that’s if you like IPAs. I like them, but I’m not pretentious, and sweet zombie Jesus knows the last thing we need in the world is more pretension.  This beer is hopppppy. It does have a very nice (non-pretentious) floral scent and tastes of clove, citrus and rust (kidding about the rust).

The thing that is most baller about his beer is its ABV. It’s 9%! That’s equal to two Bud Lights! You’re going to be feeling good after this beer, and if you drink too many, you might have the urge to call off work tomorrow then hop in your purple 1995 Toyota Tacoma that was outfitted with a flux capacitor (you didn’t know that was an upgrade option?), program the year to 1947 and have sweet, sweet love with your PeePaw. I heard he swings that way.

Mike Pence

My job is shit. I drink — and when I drink, I tend to drink beer.

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