And on that spectacliar punchline I'm gonna bid you fine lateshifters a Hooh! Hah!! Al Pacino-style goodnighty! I succumb to the lure of bed, and no Iberian lager's gonna stop me...
I have to say, that's nasty for Mr Hassellhof. Should we, I don't know, get together some spare change for a bouquet or something? Grapes might be nice?
Well, the cocktail didn't (it was a bitchin' Bloody Mary), but now I'm drinking a fantastic Sauvignon Blanc from Napa, which is (obviously) made entirely from grapes.