I’ll talk frankly here. Anyone who entitles their blog entry, “A wine that makes you want to smile” makes me want to puke and then punch them in the face.
Even if, like Gandhi, I am generally a man of peace..
Why does it make you want to smile? Because you are a village idiot and you can’t think of anything more substantial to say.
Wetness is an unbearable human trait. I even see one “friend”, and I use the term so loosely I can’t see the edges, on Facebook who is posting daily updates of three things, making her so happy, like,
1. The birds singing in the garden.
2. Not having to bake cakes today.
3. Sharing a glass of wine with good friends.
Oh, for heaven’s sake. She has to be either drunk or on medication, or both.
Where’s my bucket?