Oh boy, this pounder can is going to kick my ass @ 8%! It pours an off pale hazy thang. First big swig is fat bitter hoppy bullshit. It's gonnah make me gag. The smell, thru a stuffy pollen infested nose, is that of heavily hopped alarming volatile resin or something of off hoppy perfume, maybe, just maybe, there is some lurid ass fruit in there, mango er sumthin? Not sure. The initial taste is like that of a terrible accident on the road, go past and slow down and turn yer neck to find out what the heck is going on. Such a hoppy one sided mess this is. Blah, sweetness. Whew, difficult for any cheap pale lager lover of the american style, balderdash. I'm so curious why they put this into a pounder can? Should we get a little buzz, before we find out if we like it er not? Just asking. Yes, half way thru the can I think my brain is produces extra dopamine, which travels to the sections of mind known as reward center? Just asking, again. I believe its the injection of heacy alky that makes start to me feel good and I want to do more of whatever of this brew, so Ill take another swig, hehehehh. So, it seems, my first couple of big gulps are likely to make me feel good, LoL..... Continuing to the end, that hoppy bitterness is mowing over my taste buds, like a rototiller thru a garden of well planted crops. I won't be able to taste anything else after this mouthcoating straight up ass chaos. Whew. Finally, the finish leaves me wondering what the meaning of life is all about. Goodbye. Go suck an egg.