Little Miss Hutchet

Green Bay Prepack. I would have been here earlier but I had to stop at the collective. Brown bag beer? Too hoppy for the caramelites. Rose and way … frightened the bi guy away. Up Glisan to the Hutch. 6 strong in numbers, 2 strong at the table. Vic and Swan sweep to 4-0. Dubz, Swan, and I opt for Tannery boot shots and raindog longnecks. No rain for the all downhill ride gome at the smoke of schmidnight.