Someone drank all my wine.
It was me.
Probably.
Now all I have left is this haunted ass bottle of vintage that no one will drink becauseโฆ
*whispers*
It is no longer made and no one in the house bought it ๐
Someone drank all my wine.
It was me.
Probably.
Now all I have left is this haunted ass bottle of vintage that no one will drink becauseโฆ
*whispers*
It is no longer made and no one in the house bought it ๐
Seems like the ghost of the vintage wine is the only one who's enjoying it now! Next time, maybe hide your wine better from yourself ;)
I mean you know thatโs fairโฆ
But I looked into it, and upon further research it is most likely a gift from a late president.
Man had something to say.
I listened. Respectfully acknowledged his words.
1957 dry red in the pantry.
From the vineyard where the grapes were grown, to the winery where it was crafted, to the hands of a late president, and finally to your pantry where it patiently waited all these years. It's well traveled. With many secrets.
on cloud wine ๐
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I canโt drink it ๐
It was a gift.
I only drink a sweet red, and Mister might have an occasional cocktailโฆ
This is a dry brut.
I have honestly no idea about wines, completely uneducated in that field ๐
Unless itโs like a collectable, I would find it more it disrespectful when they havenโt tried out my gifted wine ๐คทโโ๏ธ
I thought about that..
But it is definitely more in the collectible category.
He seemed satisfied that I often repeat what he said.
And his campaign slogan.