Monday, January 31, 2011

Y-no




Fermented grapes are lovely. Simply the smooth most calming buzz one can achieve. Monday nights can call for such an expression of emotion, as can any night of the week. In my personal opinion Mondays are by far the worst. Usually always starting with a series of unfortunate events proceeded by lots of assholes and pretentious, tightly wound douche-bags.

That being said; When an engaging crisp bottle of Pinot Grigio awaits upon the opposite side of the room, you must entertain it. " 'You must entertain it', said the drunken fairy."
It's an intoxicating high that heightens your senses without disabling your mind. I've always
teetered on the realization of being a Wine-O but never delve very deep. Tonight's dish was absolutely delectable. Shrimp and white wine. Yum. Me.
I asked fellow comrades to comment on their direct connection and admiration for the bountiful fruity juice of the gods. When asked how she thought her life would be without the tasty succulent beverage, she searched her mind for the words that would suffice and said, "Without this wine I would be sober and therefore, I would have nothing to say. So thanks to the wine, you have a quote."
Kirby is a man of few words and he has graced us with nine. "If it weren't for wine, I wouldn't be drunk."





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