WARNING: TACKY EMOTIONAL CRAP FOLLOWING
So I just found out that a beer I've been wanting to try since March 2016 has been discontinued kinda recently. Now this thing meant a lot to me on an emotional level and now I feel like a part of my soul and mind has been crushed, butchered, slaughtered and eviscerated. God fucking dammit.
The sun's gone down on every hope and dream
And I've yet to figure out just what's been eating at me
I've been seeing things fine
But it'd be fine if I could see this clear
(excerpt from the song, South for the Winter by River City Extension)
New Belgium? That sounds mildly like Congo xD