Can, hazy pale orange with a white head. I drank a few of those return of the lake monsters last night and they kicked my ass, now this? This one has a little less alky content. Mind you, as you read this, I am not an IPA fan, so if you are, the worse my rating and the lower my numbers, the better it is for you. I'm just doing this for a tick, somebody gave me this can. When I looked at it, I'm sure my friend saw me wince. Nose is sweet hop perfume. First tiny taste is an alarming blast of colossal, enormous, gigantic, immense, mammoth bitterness. It really is a punch in the back of the throat. Not as viscous as many common impy IPA, but effective, none the less. Yea, a big nasty arena of embittered blast off. I am aggrieved, grudge-bearing and indignant due to its rancorous rank. What a terribly on style mouthful this bastard provides. The impact of this bitter bulk spreads across the continuum from here to infinity. Such an insult to my girlie american macro pale lager loven senses. Just like my last double impy IPA from great lakes: Finally, as I get in the last couple of gulps I start to feel the effect of the alky content. I think its extra dopamine headed to the reward enter of my brain. Oddly, even tho I detest this stuff, it makes me want to drink more! Just like watching a train wreck in east palestine. Well either way I know this brew is one nasty appallingly on style double impy IPA. There, you have it. Fricken bastard, no correction; bitchy ball busting bastard. One of the most bitter experiences I've had in a while.