Пиво Sinking Ship - Hop Hooligans, Sunstone Alehouse

Avast, ye mateys! No need fer battin' down the hatches or pullin' up the Jolly Roger. There be no wild waves or cause fer pullin' out yer cutlasses. 'tis fer lack of caution that this here brig be scuttlin' under our very feet. Bleedin' scumbag stowaway from Sunstone Alehouse found his damned self playin' with flame round our powder kegs, three sheets to the wind cause of our Captain’s special brew. Fetch the scurvy-ridden scallywag and make him dance the hempen jig by the mast! And get yer last jug of now smokey precious porter to have yer last giggle with yer fellow seadogs just before turnin’ all into sharkbait. If it be not to your likin', well... dead men tell no tales.