Heres to the loons who bay at the moon, the misfits, the creeps, the dispossessed,
the crazy rebels who see things differently. Who dare to disagree, who change things.
While some see you as mad. We see your genius,
and bow to it.
Dobson’s is your beer
"It is stated in Arnold's Illustrated Hystorie of the Universe and all other Things.
that beer was invented by the Summerians in the year 310 BC. Recent archaelogical findings in the wild remote jungles of darkest New England region of New Holland also known as Australia, have shed new light on the true date of the discovery of Beer, it seems that it was an altogether later genius, by the name of Sir Adelberry Dobson who in 1794 discovered beer. all the brewers up till then have been exposed as charletans and kiljoys".
Mr Pinkington Lesionaire
The London Globe
Dobson's Brewery was established by Sir Adelberry Snifback Dobson III, after a miraculous apparition of a virgin appeared to him at his property "Eastview" situated in bucolic Kentucky in the far reaches of exotic New England. He knew he was blessed, as no one had seen a virgin in Kentucky up to that point, and in fact since. The virgin commanded him to give up his life of selling opiated cough syrups and instead to brew effictatious brews of a high order for the thirsty populous, he named his invention beer.
Whilst you may have heard other stories of the beginnings of beer, they are mere lies and innuendo.
It is to Alderberry we owe the miracle that is beer.
"Ah, Beer....so much more than the perfect breakfast!"
Sir Adelberry Snifback Dobson III ....Grand master of the elusive order of the Imperial Swimburgers, Kentucky 1792.
Dobsons is housed on a property in Kentucky, which was previously used as The Famed Acadamie of Un-Natural Arts and a Whoring House. When in the mid 1800's the arse fell out of the whoring busness (metaphorically speaking), Sir Adelberry Snifback Dobson joined forces with Sir Ernest Archibald Eastview III to form a holy alliance, which with the kind blessings of Saint Beatrice the patron saint of weeping ulcers and brewers, to build the estate now known as Eastview Estate ......
The rest as they say "might" be history.
THE BEER DRINKERS PRAYER
Our Lager which art in barrels,
Hallowed be thy drink.
Thy will be drunk, (I will be drunk),
At home as in tavern.
Give us this day our foamy head,
And forgive us our spillages,
As we forgive those who spill against us.
And lead us not into incarceration,
But deliver us from hangovers.
For thine is the beer, the bitter and the lager,
Forever and ever, Barman