Ya know... I can't say I ever really gotten into Wine. Port is an exception. I use Port Wine for "reasons" but also to use it in the slow cooking of a fine roast is frankly, amazing.
I will keep an eye out for this kind of thing. I'm off to do some large lazy circles around the giant gas bag that sits in a barn next to a golf course. I'll let you know if I see anything Untowards....
A man staggered into an emergency room with a concussion, multiple bruises, and a five iron wrapped tightly around his throat.
The doctor asks him what happened.
"Well, it was like this", said the man. "I was having a quiet round of golf with my wife, when at a difficult hole, we both sliced our ball into pasture of cows.
We went to look for them, and while I was rooting around noticed one of the cows had something white at its rear end.
I walked over and lifted up the tail, and sure enough, there was a golf ball with my wife's monogram on it--stuck right in the middle of the cow's butt.
That's when I made my big mistake."
"What did you do?" asked the doctor.
"I lifted the cow's tail and yelled to my wife, 'Hey, this looks like yours!' I don't remember much after that."
Saturday, March 28, 2026
Why on earth do people buy old bottles of wine when they can get a fresh one for a quarter of the price?
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