Good God, the mere mention of the word "cider" induces vomit as I'm reminded of the unpleasantness of when I was served Strongbow warm. It was like drinking horse urine that had been baking in the sun for days and the after-taste was of something far worse dying in my mouth. No amount of Guiness can cure that. Then I was presented with an ice-cold pint of Bow and sure enough, ice-cold horse piss.
Quality video though.
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