I know nothing of wine, other than I got horribly drunk on red on my afterall and was sick on a girl at the afterparty, in her house, while she was wearing her dress :crazy:
Even the smell makes my stomach turn
I know nothing of wine, other than I got horribly drunk on red on my afterall and was sick on a girl at the afterparty, in her house, while she was wearing her dress :crazy:
Even the smell makes my stomach turn
Please tell me you ended up marrying her. Would be a great story for the grand kids. 'Did i ever tell you kids about the time i chundered all over your grandmothers knockers?...'
Please tell me you ended up marrying her. Would be a great story for the grand kids. 'Did i ever tell you kids about the time i chundered all over your grandmothers knockers?...'
Not that I'm aware of
:lol::lol: No, didn't marry that one.
If the Vino is Italian, then it's not me. If it is Australian Vino, then it is me.
But you did marry someone you threw up on?