As I drove home from work in Lake St. Louis, through the lovely fall foliage, my mind turned to all of the pumpkins I would soon be drinking...
...at the Rev. John T. Milito Annual Pumpkin Beer Taste Test Showdown! We collect pumpkin beers we find at like every alcohol store in town, and then sip them like dandies while we give them fairly meaningless ratings.
I gave myself a tattoo so I would never forget these friends.
It was then time for some games.
Now I don't know if it was the alcohol or if drinking 14 pumpkins triggers some sort of testosterone boost, but at this point in the night everyone competed in various feats of strength.
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