We decided that we needed a bottle of our favorite winery's blackberry / blueberry wine. Alas, it was before the winery was open (because apparently civilized people don't start going to the winery before noon -- or they are going to "sell no wine before its time" or some bullsh1t).
That's ok, I think. The liquor store downtown opens at 10 and they have it. (Because white trash folks WILL go to the liquor store before noon.)
Alas, they were sold out. '
What to do, what to do?
Soooooo, I went to the winery website and found locations where it could be procured, and I tried to keep a straight face when I instructed MyPoolBoy that he needed to drive out to the deer processor.
Deer.
Processor.
I sent him in because HE would not look out of place in the deer processor shop. He opened the door and turned right back around and motioned for me to come in. Because while he does not look out of place IN the deer processor shop, he does seem out of place BUYING WINE at the deer processor shop. Y'all. We bought wine at the deer processor.
I am happy to report that as a result of our efforts, we successfully obtained not just one but THREE bottles of wine.
And a bag of jerky.
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