Hm yes, quite an oaky taste to it isn’t there? And If I’m not mistaken it was predominantly the.. left foot used to crush the grapes. A fine wine indeed.
tbh my favorite part about this post was the post that went along with it that was a screenshot of all the google researching you did to create this masterpiece.
What if there was a horror movie, with a white girl as the antagonist
and every time she came on screen, “A Thousand Miles” started playing
Like some friends are chilling
“MAKING MY WAY DOWNTOWN WALKING FAST FACES PASS AND I’M HOME BOUND”
“Oh my go—!” Their throats have just been slit
kidzbop is gonna be like “my anaconda don’t want none unless u like fun, hun!!”
"oh my gosh. look at her heart!"