You know the classic choccy fish? Soft, sweet, raspberry-filled memories of childhood? Well, this ain't that. This is the Big Fish & it's gone rogue. It's eaten all the little fish, raided the raspberry patch, and done a cannonball into a vat of rich, velvety chocolate. At a boozy 8%, this imperial stout is swimming in decadence, diving deep into dessert territory with waves of lush raspberry and a tsunami of dark chocolate. It's big, it's bold, and it's definitely not safe for school lunches. One sip and you'll be hooked.

Mosaic and Citra Hopped. Lower in alcohol than our usual Hazy IPAs and stupidly easy to drink. Like pouring smiles on your brain.

Welcome... to Chur-assic Hop. Life, uh, finds a way - and in this case, it found a way to cram an absurd amount of hops into this Juicy Unfiltered IPA, 65 million years in the making (give or take). Overflowing with tropical fruit, citrus, and dank resin, this beer is so flavour-packed, you'll be too busy saying "Wow, that is one big pile of hops," to notice the Chur-Rex sneaking up behind you. Much like how a certain eccentric billionaire spared no expense, neither did Behemoth, unleashing a hop experience that's lush, bold, and slightly chaotic. Hold onto your butts, because these hops have escaped containment and they're heading straight for you.

This strong malty lager is made to be drunk out of big steins (you will use 2.27 of these 440ml cans to fill up a proper stein or Maß in German). Chur-toberfest Festival Lager is brewed for Churly's annual Chur-toberfest celebration in Mt Eden, Auckland. It is made using Behemoth's house lager yeast, Pilsner Malt, Vienna Malt. Munich Malt and Hallertau Blanc hops to make a German lager so flavourful but refreshing. It is made to be drunk responsibly in your favourite Lederhosen or Dirndl and enjoyed alongside some quality Schweinshaxe, Würst or giant Brezel. Prost!

Let me tell you something my friend, hops are a dangerous thing, hops can drive a person insane, got no use on the inside, better get used to that. It comes down to a simple choice. Get busy hopping or get busy... Well not hopping. That's goddamn right! Remember hops are a good thing, maybe the best of things, and good things never die. In honour of what may be the best movie ever made Behemoth make this West Coast IPA using their favourite NZ, Aussie and US hops. Malty, but dry and bitter, everything you could want in a West Coast IPA. I hope these hops were as green as they have been in my dreams. I hope...

Ever wonder what a giant hop panda barreling through a bamboo forest holding a keg in one hand would drink? Behemoth decided it just had to be a double dry hopped Double Hazy IPA! So, featuring Churly as a fearless Giant Hop Panda striking a pose that says, "I dare you to try me!" It's not just a beverage; it's an invitation to embrace your wild side and conquer your day with the spirit of a badass panda (this is a double hazy though, so make sure to pace yourself). It's got the punch of a black belt and the finesse of a bamboo flute solo - a harmonious collision of citrus, tropical, and a hint of pine notes.

Packed with a bunch of Behemoth's favourite NZ & US hops it's bursting at the seams with juicy, tropical flavours. It's as palatable as it is sessionable, making it the ideal choice for any occasion that has you reaching for a cold one. Whether you're relaxing or just enjoying some much needed downtime, dive into this Haze Juice and savour the best of what a Behemoth Hazy IPA has to offer!

Behemoth have teamed up with the one and only Hazy Wayne, yes, the hazemaster himself, in order to wrangle up a hazy IPA so juicy, so lush, it should probably have its own hype reel. They loaded this hazy with a glorious combo of Nectaron, Nelson Sauvin & a dash of Cryo Mosaic that explodes with tropical juiciness-think passionfruit, peach, citrus, and just a hint of swagger. It's soft, pillowy, and smoother than Wayne's two-step after three pints. Yes, it's kind of confusing to have Hazy Wayne and Juice Wayne. But Hazy or Juicy, Wayne is gonna drink it.

A bubbling cauldron of golden goodness, infused with the aromatic trio of Citra, Motueka, and Nelson Sauvin hops. As you lift your glass (or can, your choice) filled with this Hop Pot Hazy IPA, the fragrant stream of hoppy goodness wafts through the air, tempting your senses with every sip. Gather your friends around the table, and let the beer hot pot adventure begin! Maybe don't dip, but sip, and savour the symphony of flavours as you discover the perfect pairing of hop varieties and beer snacks. Let the good times roll!

In Ya Face Double IPA is not here to fornicate with arachnids. Loaded with an absolutely ridiculous amount of bold, brash, unapologetically in-your-face hops from the good ol' US of A, this beer doesn't do subtle. It does LOUD. It does INTENSE. It does "Oh wow, I just got slapped in the face with hops, and I think I liked it." Let's be real, this is not the kind of beer you sip daintily at a poetry reading. It's the beer you reach for when you want your flavour turned up to eleven and your senses thoroughly awakened.

You can't code this. Yeah, it's hop bliss. You can't miss this. You just can't resist. My, my, my, my juicy hits me so hard. Makes me type on my keyboard. Thank you for blessin' me with a friend to celebrate his forty. He loves a good beer and he's always down. A super dope homeboy from the stars & stripes town. And Jason's known as such. And this is a beer to show you mean so much. I told you homeboy (You can't program this) Yeah, these hops are hazy and ya know (You can't IMAP this). Look in my eyes, man (You can't cache this). Bro, your work day's done? (You can have this) Stop, Danner time!

Pastor, Pastor. Pastor of Muppets, you goin to jail. Pastor of Muppets you're goin to fail. But scammin the poor, you'll always make bail. Pastor. Pastor. Here in Mt Eden in prison is where you should stay. But while you're in, your people still pay. Cost them so much just to allow them to pray. Pastor. Pastor. As Matty McLean so poetically said: "This well-known self-appointed bishop can get - and I cannot stress this enough - f##ked." This person thinks earthquakes are a punishment from god about the way people live their lives. OK cool story bro, how about cults start paying taxes aye? Enjoy this beer and don't listen to religious blowhards who put other people in danger and rip off the poor.