Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover. Mark Twain
Pink Shit!
Now as most of you know, I'm not a wine con-a-sewer. On New Year's Eve, Terry brought out a bottle of Wayne Gretzky Pink Shit that brought back some fine memories of a Fall Fishing Trip a few years back.
So we're in WalMart last night picking up a few supplies and there on an end cap is a number of fine wines (I think that's the term the ladidas use) for $2.77. So I picked up a bottle of Pink Shit and it tasted just as good as the Gretzky stuff. Now what I found is that I slept like a baby last night.....and I only had half the bottle! It worked better than sleeping pills and the dispensing fee is way cheaper (15 cent deposit vs $11.99).
I think I'm onto something here. I just hope I don't turn into a hoity toity!
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