The dangers of the home brewing

This is a post about a foot and an arse.

My foot, but not my arse. Confused? Let me explain.

I possibly nominated myself for the Darwin Awards during the last brew.

All was going swimmingly. Forbes and I had spent the morning brewing a Black IPA, to be entered into next month’s New Zealand Amateur Brewing Competition.
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