We’re in a state of emergency. Nobody with any fucking sense is going to argue that beer isn’t a necessity—and we’re going to get it to you safely. No-one in the store. Don’t congregate outside—keep your fucking distance from other people waiting. Order online and we’ll get it ready and hand it off or deliver within an 8 km (email to ask about exceptions) radius of the brewery.
Don’t fuck this up.
WASH YOUR FUCKING HANDS AGAIN.