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wine slushy! HOW COULD THAT GO WRONG
PROBLEM: I TOOK TOO LONG TO REALIZE AND I HAVE AN EARLY THING TOMORROW, WINE SLUSHIE WOULD BE A BAD CHOICE
semi-related, i think i remembered/rescued it like riiiiiiiight as it pulled up to the edge of full-tilt explosion city, population: my freezer. i think this because it creaks ominously whenever i get near it. wine slushie < sparing myself the experience of having a wine bottle explode in my hand while i try to get wine slushie out of it, awesome though i suspect wine slushie would be.
mostly not related, WHEN I WAS IN COLLEGE WE PLAYED THIS GAME CALLED WINE SPINS, which i may have blogged about before, i don’t know, it escapes me, the first rule of wine spins is that it’s usually pretty hard to remember anything you’ve ever done involving wine spins. but how this game works is that you take the sack ‘o wine that lives inside of boxed wine boxes and you set it free, you let it live the life it was meant to live, and you hand it to a friend as you, yourself, sit down in a spinning chair. and then that friend holds the bag over your head as you put the spigot in your mouth, twists it to the on position, and runs around the chair with you as another friend spins you in the chair and you drink until you can no longer drink, at which point you slap the bag for “stop” and take your position as one of the helper friends until your turn comes up again. (unless you’re the puker; then you puke. somebody always pukes, that is a truth of the wine spin.)
the takeaway from this story is: don’t drink wine like me, kids. no matter how you slice it, it is not my forte.
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