Yesterday I poured 24 bottles of wine down the drain.
I looked at the bottles in the basement, an idea came to mind. NO way....
then I thought YES LETS DO IT!
Glug glug glug. The stench of alcohol was strong, the wine was dark red.
Looking at the drain I envisioned that as being my mouth. Disgusting, I felt sorry for what I have been putting my liver, kidney, joints, brain through all these years. 2 bottles a day.
Two bottles down the drain looked like a HUGE amount. No wonder I felt like crap in the mornings! The smell like industrial sovent
The 24th bottle. I took a last sip. YUCK. How did I ever convince myself that was a good taste.
I grabbed a tall glass with ice. Poured in my orange san pelligrino, and began a pleasant sober evening.
