Wicked Weed Brewing Oh My Quad

The oaken monstrosity terrorized the countryside, crashing his lumbering frame into houses, leaving a trail of utter devastation. Garron the Valiant, seeking fame for his family, stole his father’s horse and sword, and left in the night to murder the monster. The carnage led him to a hill, behind which the barrel behemoth demolished a village. Garron shrieked, raised his sword, and drove his spurs into his father’s horse to gallop to the summit, face-to-face with the four-barreled nightmare. “Oh My Quad,” he breathed, as the barrels pummeled him into the soft earth.