On tap, wayward ruddy magenta amber lager offers herbal dried fruiting to cereal-grained toasted malting. Orange-dried cherry-fig-date conflux perks up diminutive almond-buttered chestnut roast. Puzzling flavor mix is as freaky as beer’s circus-inspired moniker. In bottle, ubiquitous gin-soaked caraway-seeded honeyed wheat tapestry provides funky promenade for bodacious limestone-salted lemon-bruised grapefruit bittering and stewed prune souring, upping its rating.

Blatant phenol acerbity drains light-bodied easy-drinkin’ amber ale. Slender sweet-corned cereal graining, barren honey-roasted malt whimper, and desolate almond paste divergence weaken latent sour orange tang.

Unconvincing honeyed malt drear, remedial lemon-soured hop fizz, and washed out barley dearth dim abruptly dissolving sourdough finish. Subsiding orange marmalade wisp wavers.

Muted roasted oats match bittersweet toasted barley foundation and tamped down hop scourge of pale-bodied Bavarian-styled lager. Though mild, mainstream, and predictable, its off-dry grain subtleties are its charm.

Frugal dry malts and placid grain earthiness intersect daintily sour orange rind perimeter, receding to lightly-hopped watery finish. Acidic backwash defeats zesty citric punch as weak finish and fleeting aftertaste vanish with nary a trace.

Cardboard-y clear amber moderate body with aromatic barley-wheat pleasantry deepening up-front toasted malt sweetness. Murkily dank orange-peach fruiting undeveloped.

Handcrafted light amber Floridian retains roasted barley-oat sweetness and agile toasted hop bitterness for engaging off-dry medium-bodied seduction. Marzipan and toasted almond fill out malt-y finish. Not unlike fine Atlantic Coast brews by Weeping Radish and Blue Point.

Nondescript amber places sterile toasted malt facade atop barren wheat spine, narrow tobacco incline, and oncoming green tea bitterness as caramelized sugar recession drops off acrid aluminum-cardboard siding.

White puffy-headed moderate-bodied pale lager with light watery texture and smooth mineral graining allows gentle sugar malt sweetness to induce crisp clean finish.

Irish malts enliven frisky apple stint and sweet barley flow (typical Budweiser characteristics). Luckily, it lacks the cloy nature of its cheaper predecessor and instead pours thick with beautifully cascading auburn bubbles drifting elegantly towards the top. More robust and flavorful than Killian’s Red Lager and much closer to the delicious tap beers Bud gives away to patrons at Florida’s Busch Gardens Sea World.

Roasted grain sweetness caresses honeyed whiskey center, but watery follow-through flattens fruited hops substantially. Too bland and understated to draw attention of serious drinkers.