Beer: Wild Blue
Type: Blueberry Lager? Ale? Who knows?
ABV: 8%
Take a Smirnoff Ice, jam a blueberry pop tart in it, and then ram it up your butt. You have just achieved the flavor of Wild Blue. How can this thing call itself a beer? This swill does not deserve a review. It can't even decide if it is an Ale or a Lager. Don't let the bottle fool you like it fooled me. I thought this was going to be a nice blueberry lager with a high alcohol content from an indy label. It is none of that. It's a malt beverage at best. It's way too sweet. This beer is totally not beast. Who made this crap? Anheuser-Busch?! It's not even an indy beer. It's a poser in a cool bottle, with a cool name. I poured it into my wineglass, and it looked like a melted grape popsicle. Have you ever seen a hot, slutty girl, and went back to a hotel with her only to find yourself with an intense burning sensation the next morning? Well, when that is transformed into beer you get Wild Blue. Shame on you, Wild Blue. Do not drink this Jolly Rancher fart in a bottle. This is not even worthy of a full review.
I'll instead wrap this up to a more nobel cause. Drink independent brews. Drink local. If you're in Pennsylvania, you have way better options than Anheuser-Busch. Also, support changing the alcohol laws in Pennsylvania by letting your politicians know that you support local brewers.
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