re: Not your fathers rootbeer.

This is my favorite part of their bullshite story...

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Dating back to the 1600’s in Europe, one of Kovac’s grandfathers was a captain of a ship. When he wasn’t chartering courses through the open seas, the Captain would enjoy an occasional game of cards. In the game, the stakes were elevated to the point where one unfortunate card-player wagered a brewery. With one lucky hand, the Captain had won the brewery, and thus the profession of Brew-master was born into the Kovac bloodline. As water was scarce on the ships, the on-board brewery encouraged the spirits of the sea-wary deckhands and travelers alike. Later and naturally, the Captain had become Master Phillips of the Bell Ship that brought early settlers and some of the founders to America from Europe.

Kovac's mother handed Tim the dusty, leather-bound scroll. Within it were inscribed recipes dating back to the 1600's. The last ones to enjoy these brews are remembered in history books from which we studied while in school....

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and then Kovac read the scroll and was magically transported to the land of Bullshitia where he rode a Luck Dragon and saved the princess by giving her his magical root beer elixir...