“Unlike “Buy a Bear a Beer” Day in Montana, this city-sponsored vaginal rejuvenation surgery includes, but is not limited to,
* Sauvignon Blanc, Chardonnay, Merlot, Cabernet Sauvignon, and Shiraz from Jindalee and a port from Benjamin
* Ask-no-wine-questions, tell-no-wine-lies April & Sara’s “Infinite Refills of Geelong” program
* Bread, cheese, and fruit courtesy of Gelson’s
* More songs about incompetent midwives spun by activist-prankster Reverend Roy Lee Gittens
* Non-tedious vinformation vinsanity via the two-13 intrazed by ripeness technician Julian Davies
* Floral and hardship by archeo-ethno-pharmacologist Liz Garo
* Aztecan hip flasks & DNA-rich celebrity socks for multiple-choice wine questions answered with arm, hammer, or sickle
* The whole life-affirming lot for the beer-bellied cryster price of 20 dollars U.”
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Bread cheese and fruit courtesy of Gelson’s! I’m THERE! Has anyone been to one of these? Clearly, the emphasis is on drinking loads of wine and getting randy rather than swirling, sniffing, and sipping. I have to admit I’m a little frightened by this event. Anything named “vaginal rejuvination surgery…”? No amount of wine and cheese from Gelsons will make me find any humor in that, no matter how coyly put. Whatever happened to the feminine mystique? And sadly enough, speaking of…(see recent post above)
