Beast Masters Club Private Barrel - Waste Disposal

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Beast Masters Club Private Barrel - Waste Disposal

$115.00

Beast Masters Club Private Barrel
"Waste Disposal”
Thunder Road Butcher’s Bourbon
12 Year Old
145.2 Proof!
Cask Strength Tennessee Bourbon

It’s finally here, the fourth installment of Beast Masters Club notorious Hazmat series. It started with Meltdown at 141.5 proof, then we released Cleanup at 141.9, then Danger Level! at 143.2, and now, for the absolute show-stopper, Waste Disposal at 145.2 proof!!

If you’ve been picking up each bottling, then of course you don’t want to miss the grand finale, and if it’s your first Hazmat, then you are in for a serious mind-altering super-hero-power-inducing treat.

This is without a doubt the most BEASTLY barrel we’ve ever released. And for sure this is not a rookie bourbon. It’s strong AF and probably not going to be your first drink of the night. But the amazing thing about these Thunder Road Hazmat bottlings is that they are also extremely delicious! We (being crazy) prefer this one neat without any added water as a colossal nightcap at the end of a tasting session. In that context it is the end-all-be-all flavor bomb that you will dream about the next day. Like much of our TN stock experience, this is a crazy cinnamon bomb. It’s got char, vanilla, leather, pipe tobacco, and miles of wood. The chewiness is off the scale with a mouthfeel that can only be described as radioactive. The finish may as well be the end of the world (as well it might be) if not for the valiant waste disposal efforts of your trusty beaver!

This is a very limited barrel, only 95 bottles available so don’t miss out!

About The Hazmat Series:
The legend of the “Hazmat” barrel goes far and wide. For whatever reason a few barrels out of an entire warehouse go up into the stratosphere of alcohol content. It’s a rare event, like a 100% factually accurate television commercial or a solar eclipse happened during a Pink Floyd concert. When it does happen, there are two results. The juice can be atrocious swill that’s fit for removing rust from the underside of your four-wheeler. Or it can be super flavorful, legendary stuff that collectors hunt to the ends of the earth to acquire.

A strange thing happened to us this winter. One of our friends in the whiskey business called and said that he had some private casks for us to sample. He was rather elusive about it. They were from a brand called Thunder Road which we’d never heard of previously. They were Tennessee Bourbon (Dickel??), 12 years old, and cask strength. That’s all we knew, so far so good, but not a lot to go on. Of course we agreed to taste, thinking maybe we’d pick one up.

When he arrived, we saw four samples labelled only with barrel number and proof. We started laughing uncontrollably. The proofs read, in this order:

Barrel 027: 140.7 proof
Barrel 029: 141.9 proof
Barrel 178: 142.2 proof
Barrel 265: 144.5 proof.
(NOTE: PROOFS HAVE GONE UP EVEN HIGHER SINCE WE SAMPLED, SO THESE WILL NOT MATCH THE BOTTLES)

We had FOUR hazmat barrels sitting in front of us. Having tasted hundreds of barrels, never before in history had this happened. Once the hilarity sank in, our skepticism returned. There’s no way they’d be drinkable would they??

So we began to taste. 140.7 proof, no water, first drink of the day. Preparing for agony! But, wait, could it be? This stuff was FUCKING DELICIOUS! Obviously a shit-kicking meat wagon, but just so incredibly tasty. It had everything in spades. Vanilla, super charred oak, Coca-Cola syrupy sweetness, ass-whoopin’ baking spices, tobacco, leather, sweet corn, molasses, chocolate. It was the bomb. On we went through each sample all the way up to the comically preposterous 144.5 proof. Each one was just as mind-blowing as the last.

So we’re just sitting there, at this point starting to feel drunk off our tits from four little sips of gourmet rocket fuel, wondering what to do. We’d only planned to buy one after all.

“Well shit,” Steve said finally.

“Uh yeah,” agreed Ben.

If you’ve been following along for the past couple years, there’s little doubt what happened next. We bought all four barrels before even going in for a second round of tastes. (Of course we did do a second round of tastes and then had to order a meat-lovers pizza for fear of falling over).

So here we go. After lots of nervous waiting, we’re ready to drop our never-before-never-again, once-in-a-lifetime #PLANETARYALIGNMENT four-bottle Hazmat series….

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