El Segundo Tarmac Black IPA
Though honored, evil prevailed. Intellectual negligence ended the adored. Rectified! It’s now championed inherently. Determination equates noble triumph! Now, here we sit, upon our aluminum throne, amongst our spoils. Lost? Confused? What could such incoherent rambling represent? Or, perchance, is this perceived nonsense, in fact, an exercise in hidden meaning?
There are times the answer you seek lay clearly before you, but this is not one of them. The first shall lead you down a tarmac path, through the lettered masses that ends a full stop before a dotted sickle. But if one were to fail in their quest for answers… what’s in a name? That which we call this beer by any other name would smell as sweet.