TN: 2007 Kendall-Jackson chardonnay

WINE TALK
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After a couple of overweight, ponderous experiences, this one was a very pleasant surprise. A lovely, lithe, size 4 figure with an expressive face, sparkling blue eyes and long, wavy blonde hair that smelled of L’Oreal or perhaps Bed Head. A great personality that crackled, a nice laugh and a relaxed manner. A small wave of electricity passed between us when we bumped knuckles and it only intensified when we high-fived and held it for a moment. After a couple of hours I put a cork in it, but I’ll definitely revisit this one over the weekend.

Oh, wait. That was my date. The wine was hers and it sucked. I didn’t even have to taste it to know, but it was on her lips when I kissed her good night.

Carry on.

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Oh you flirt.

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Ummmm, “Wine Talk”? [diablo.gif]

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That wasn’t a date, that was a dream Bob. You woke up and found the nearly empty bottle laying on the floor next to the bed. :sunglasses:

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OK…which DB hacked into Bob’s account and started posting?

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I forgot. I did pause briefly to take notes after I tasted the wine and before I shut her car door for her.

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Whew! For a second, I thought you were channeling Bukowski.