There I was walking down the meat isle and there sitting in a package all by itself was this beauty, calling to me. I think I heard angels voices in the background.
I think my freind Clark has been holding out one me. I now have evidence proving it. The bottle has his name on it and true to Clark form it is a mighty tasty vino. He has shared his home brew beer before, but maybe he was waiting for the right time to serve the wine.
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