"The barn hand opened the door and panicked. One of our shire horses had reached over the stall, pulled a bung from its barrel, and was licking the beer inside. Fearing he’d be blamed, he replaced the bung and told no one. Months later, our brewers found their experimental wheat ale had turned sour and little funky, but it was delicious! Eventually, the barn hand confessed his secret but we all had a good laugh… And thus, the legend of our Horse Tongue was born."
American Wild Ale