Wednesday, 2 October 2013

WINE DINNER LAST NIGHT, MY GIG . . . . I GET TO HANG WITH BRILLIANT WINEMAKERS, DRINK THEIR BOOZE, TALK IT UP, LEARN LOTS, MEET COOL FOLK, EAT GREAT GRUB AND GENERALLY HAVE A TOUGH TIME OF IT . . . . A LOW KEY DINNER AT A LOCAL PUBLIC HOUSE, SIX WINES, SIX COURSES . . . . AND A SIXTH SENSE FOR VINO TURNING USUALLY GOOD FOLK INTO ARSEHOLES, WHAT'S THAT OLD JOKE ABOUT JUST ADDING ALCOHOL . . . . I GET TO SEE IT ALL THE TIME.

WINEMAKERS, ALWAYS GOOD BLOKES . . . . FARMERS GROWING GRAPES AND MAKING PISS.
 I ALWAYS DIG SCOPING OUT THE ROOM BEFORE THE THIRSTY HORDES ARRIVE AND TRASH IT
 FOUR OF THE SIX WINES FOR THE NIGHT . . . . GREAT BOOZE, ELEGANT, RESTRAINED AND FREAKY
 BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE, BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE . . . . JUST ADD ALCOHOL FOR INSTANT FUCKTARD
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3 comments:

  1. Anonymous3 October 2013 at 00:31

    I think they were assholes before drink. Alcohol shows the true human behaviors that society hides.
    Nice place anyway. I love so much red wine, it always great moments with friends when we open a good old bottle.

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    1. Hermit5 October 2013 at 00:33

      Normally, I'm a quiet reclusive asshole, but when drunk, I am kind and sweet and love all humanity with unabashed enthusiasm.

      I must run with a slightly different crowd than you Whitey. Just looking at that much wine gives me a headache.

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    2. WhitelinePsycho5 October 2013 at 10:23

      Ha, remarkably similar life appreciation strategy Herm, I tend to be at my least hateful when on the piss . . . I'm sure the vino thing wouldn't present too much of a challenge for you mate, with the exception of the occasional snooty wanker who reckon they know it all . . .

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