Catbird Feet 5400 Second IPA
Ah, where does artistic inspiration come from? One afternoon beside the lake, my DOG snatched the FISH from my fishing pole, and while chasing him along the wooden path, I bashed my HEAD on a low-hanging tree limb. 90 MINUTES later when I regained conciousness, I thought, "Hey, we'll call this much admired ale 'Catbird Feet 5400 Second IPA!'" If there's something to learn from this simple tale of morality, it's there's no point in questioning genius.