I USED to have a corkscrew
At Med-Fair friends gave me a bottle of the mead the wife had begun brewing, and said bottle's been sitting waiting for a good evening. Which this is. Which leads to
WHERE'D THE DAMN CORKSCREW GO?
I'm trying to refrain from the Zed method, but I'm getting pissed at this point.
Update: Success! No, I didn't find the damn thing; it's amazing what you can do with a knife, isn't it?
And the stuff is good.
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