We interrupt the regularly scheduled 12 Beers of Christmas Tappings for the End of the World (We’re optimists – banking on these prophecies to be false). 12-21-12 is time to enjoy Farmageddon, the end-of-the-world, run-through-the-streets-naked, sell-all-your-worldly-possessions beer we brewed up and up and up until it nearly exploded all over the place. It’s a Black Rye Farmhouse Ale. Drink it on this day to celebrate what the Mayans clearly foretold – the end of something. Or the start of something else. Or nothing. We’ll have good time before the end of times.