I picked off a bottle on ebay last year thinking that it would be the steroidal version of little brother. Ach! It's a harsh melange of things like fried eel and that sack of onions you misplaced under the sink last spring. It's quite possible my bottle was used to prop open a window in a dank basement apothecary and was exposed to the sun and the wind and the rain for a few years. Oh, and the occasional rivulet of wino urine, too. It's not on my sale list and I wouldn't even stick it in a sale box as an extra. At least it was cheap.