Name: 8 Wired Tropidelic
Style: American Pale Ale
Price: $16 sgd or $11.40 usd
Aroma: Tropical fruit, light pineapple, notes of grapefruit
Taste: Like an even more basic bitch version of a Kronenbourg Blanc. Lightly hoppy start, moderately bitter finish. Fuck, that really does sound like a basic bitch. Almost nothing else lingers on the palate. Forget the promising aroma, this beer is like a guy who doesn’t wanna go down on you, just wanna talk about it.
Will I look cool drinking this?
No. If you were on the run from the law and wanted to keep a low profile, drink this. It’s so unimpressionable that its sheer dullness is perhaps the most interesting thing about it.
Would I drink enough of this to beat a blow-up doll for the Miss Congeniality title? No. It’s something you’d order when you’re on a date with someone meh. Just to make sure he gets the idea. If your date ordered this snooze-in-a-bottle, it’s cause for concern. You’re a basic bitch.
Honestly, I don’t even know if this is actually a picture of the beer. It was that forgettable.