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Arguably the sexiest can of all malt liquors, it looks vaguely like the bad CGI in that one Snoop Dogg video. A label this truly bad is awesome in its own right. Not content to be the worst malt liquor, the can has to be ragingly terrible too. In a good way.

Diamond studded "PB" logo can. "350 14" printed on the bottom, Dec. 2014.

Pours a bright urine gold, frothy white foam on top leaves a surprising amount of drippy lace around the sides. Disturbing level of clarity, it feels like looking into a clean aquarium.

Smell is swilly of course, borderline awful. Sweet and metal, not in a good way. Silage, stale champagne, puréed cardboard, pond water.

Taste is an abhorrent miasma of failure. Grape flavored envelope glue, fusels, grape Dimetapp, did I mention stale champagne? If there's a beer to trigger a bad Robotrip flashback, this is it. It's not good. Flaccid body, grainy, fusely aftertaste. Definitely a beer to shut your brain off with, this does that remarkably well.

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