Bavaria 8.6 Original Holland Beer didn’t come to fuck around. Straight off the plane from the Netherlands, this wolf-clad bevvy is your new one-minute ticket to getting fucked.
Referred to simply as ‘8.6’, this devil-in-a-can is bound to get you silly with its outrageous alcohol percentage clocking in at (you guessed it) 8.6%. Not quite the 10% of a peanut butter stout, but nobody’s perfect. 8.6 could only be described as a tool. At $15.79 per 4-pack, these clog-clad beers get the job done, and aren’t a burden to carry around – but you will be by the end of the night.
With the box unfortunately screaming Jacob from Twilight, it will turn heads. This is either a good or a bad thing depending on how pretentious you are, but you’re drinking craft beer (anything fancier than a double brown is craft, right?) so it’s safe to assume you’re a slut for attention, anyway.
These beers taste much like TV static. You can feel the alcohol hitting your system almost as soon as it hits the tongue, creating a buzz akin to sinking into the euphoria of a nang. The ‘no reception’ taste was welcomed at every sip I took, followed by a, “Fuck, these are nearly as bad as Major Majors.” The can’s way more butch, though.
The cold, dense, petrol-tasting drink outrages many who dare try it, and lingers like The Cranberries throughout the night. The 8.6 went straight to my head and I felt like a teenage boy who’d just discovered empathy during an acid trip. Fucking me up in the process, 8.6 produced so much yuckness and hatred to my life I had to sit down and question every interaction I’d ever had with my peers. I’d recommend hiring a therapist before consuming. It hurts so good.
After dwelling with these pre-frontal lobe thoughts, 8.6 produces a great kick of alcohol to the system which is what we’re all looking for. You're lying to yourself if you disagree. The character 8.6 brings to the table is remarkable and admirable. It's like nothing we’ve seen in the Dunedin market before. These beers make for a good night so long as you’re not looking at doing anything the next day (or two).
Pairs well with: DMCs with strangers
X factor: Twilight fan cam
Chugability: 4/10. Imagine the taste doesn't exist
Taste rating: 2/10. Only drink to get drunk