There is only one night a year that I do not go by the name my parents gave me. Instead, I am simply known as Number 86. As a member of the Fremont Brewing Heron Hunting club, I am sworn to a certain degree of secrecy, else I risk expulsion. Here’s what I have been instructed to share with you.
Anyone is welcome to request membership in this exclusive organization so that they might enjoy the benefits thereof, but only a limited number of spots are available. We all know that Fremont Brewing makes some spectacular beers that are highly coveted and rare, like Kentucky Dark Star and Bourbon-Barrel Abominable, but there’s more secret sauce behind the magic curtain. If you have to ask, you wouldn’t understand.
If you are accepted into this clandestine coven of beer aficionados, someday soon you might receive a message with instructions. Maybe a place to be, and a time to be there. Perhaps the instructions will involve a special knock or a secret handshake. There’s no way of knowing what will be asked of you. Follow the instructions implicitly and you will be rewarded.
If you find this prospect intriguing, I encourage you to email [email protected] and humbly request that you be granted membership to the Heron Hunting Club. Yes, you’ll be flying blindly into this thing, which can be a little bit frightening, but with great risk comes great reward.
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Not really, I just thought that sounded cool.