You know those days when your stress level not only calls for wine, but a bottle of wine?
Or how about when a few of those days in a row add to not only a bottle of wine but a Big bottle of wine?
Or have you ever had one of those weeks when upon realizing that you have no fucking clue where the corkscrew is and your too impatient to look for it or call the neighbor so you take a knife and cut up the rubber cork thing until you can push it into the bottle and get your fucking cheap ass wine?
Or how about one of those months where you happily think “no problem I will just drink it all before it goes bad”
Want to guess what kind of day,week,month I am having?
(((no I didn’t drink it all thanks to a brewing T-cork)))