Just imagine it — your little shit apartment turned into a winery. And not just any winery, my friend, a winery that produces the tastiest hooch since Boone’s Farm.
Dream big. And after dreaming, just fucking do it. Make your own wine at home.
I’d be happy to help. I’ve got a ton of empty bottle at home. Just promise to name one of the wines after me.
“We’ll take a bottle of Asshole for the table.”
[via The Roosevelts]