Bird says... "10 year old smoky Islay underpants.

A bit like grandpa’s old wood-burning gusset or a small, smoke-baked baby head.

This is medicinal – drink it, it will cure your brain.

Not as ballsy as Laphroaig, but went to the same school and beat up the same children behind the bike sheds (where it clearly stole a bit of their aniseed, seaweed, & licorice).

To protect Ardbeg from the Islay maritime climate, the makers seem to have sensibly varnished it to prevent warpage. This results in a dry finish and a somewhat flowery nose that needs to be blown every now and then.

Quaz says... "A lightly colored Whisky, with an initial nose of Germoline, remonicent of grazed knees in the early 1970's. An Instant spicy hit gives way to a lingering smokeyness, as if your mouth has recently been home to a Glastonbury festival campfire fueled by freshly cut pine. My wife says "It tastes of blue". It's salty, yet sweet to the finish, which means that before you know it you and a couple of friends have done half the bottle. Don't count on doing much the next day. "

Chump slurs... "Not as sea-foamy as its spastic retarded cousin Laphroig, and reminiscent of pop rocks dissolved in a 40-ounce budweiser that's been left open overnight next to a tire fire. Ardbeg's distiller's secret recipe is rumored to include Nyquil and artificial beef-type flavor. The most unique tasting scotch Whisky."