Had a flatmate once who was like a koala to eucalyptus leaves with that ****, she decided to move in when she saw some in my fridge and then for two years proceeded to drink nothing else.
I hate when you buy a bottle of pale and the bartender rolls the bottle along the bar to mix up the sediment. What do you reckon is going to happen when I tip the thing into my mouth for the first sip? So wanky and unnecessary.