Hey everyone, this is Dom, the driving force behind the Beer Behemoth that is Three Beers Inn. This week, I am all alone as Rob decided to just flat leave me. Did I just throw my PJs on and go to bed? No. I threw my PJs on, cracked open a beer, and spoke to inanimate object. CHEERS!!
Three Beers Inn has hit some technical problems this week; Rob's computer shit the bed and we had to record on an iPhone. This is extra bad considering this was supposed to be the beginning of our hunt for the best pumpkin beer. We still make it work... Tune in and you decide!