As a general rule I usually don't drink wine from Washington State but my lady brought this bottle home the other night. I threw caution into the wind and popped the cork out. The second it rolled across my lips I recoiled in horror. This wine was fucking disgusting. It was sweeter than the tender kisses your mom showered upon me last night while you were watching us from the closet. The overt sweetness gave it that 'church wine' taste. In fact, I am pretty sure I have had better wine at church but that was probably due to the transubstantiation. In any case, I inquired as to where this dreadful wine was purchased. The response? A fucking gas station. 0 out of 5. Oh hell no!
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You have no idea how lucky you are. The first time I was in a gas station in the US and saw beer for sale, I almost fucking wept. And $13.99 for a 24 pack of Miller High Life, no less. Just the fact you can even buy any type of booze in a gas station should rate 2 out of 5 stars. Mind you, shit is shit I guess.
The first time I visited New Mexico I was flabbergasted you could purchase hard liquor in gas stations. Now that is hardcore!
transubstantiation
...now there's a word you don't hear every day. It's like I never hear Cherice mention it.
Impressed?
Dude, Oregon is like the only state in the freaking Union where you can't buy hard alcohol anywhere! I almost orgasmed (ok I did) when I went to the SuperTarget in Denver and one minute, there's shampoo and conditioner...the next...there's Grey Goose. It's Heaven.
Wine from a gas station? Just the mere thought makes me want to puke...but then again, wine in general usually has the same effect.
I actually hear that Kirland brand and Trader Joe's brand hard liquor is pretty darn good. While I would never purchase it for personal consumption I would like the option to buy it for other people.
You can buy hard liquor in CVS in New Orleans.
What about NYC?
I just laughed so hard reading this post that approximately $2.13 worth of gas station beer flew out of my nose. I'm broke til payday and this really fucks up my BPD (buzz per dollar) ratio, otherwise I'd be thanking you.
I could have guessed that you were poor.
Ouch! And what sucks even more is that I can't buy booze with food stamps. Thanks for rubbing salt in the wound.
You can trade food stamps for booze.
Thanks for the advice. I bet you have experience with this.
It is a tough world out there.
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