I’m looking at you, Rasputin.
So we got a new place to shop here in Hoosierville. It’s another giant chain store. A massive one stop shopping experience along the lines of those other, more evil retail juggernauts. The difference with this one is that it’s cleaner…and newer. And cleaner.
Though corporate conglomerate they are, they have one hell of a craft beer selection. I picked this tasty number up this afternoon. Old Rasputin Russian Imperial Stout. I do love me a good stout, and who doesn’t love Rasputin?
It took poisoning, stabbing, shooting, bludgeoning, and finally drowning Rasputin before he finally died.
I’m guessing they didn’t have Old Rasputin Russian Imperial Stout on hand.