Mama and I went on a date last night. With each other, even. Went to a place called ¡Hola! for tapas simply because Becky suggested it. Very good. As we walked back to the car, we came across a wine shop called Brian's Wine. Bruce was working there last night.
Bruce is a heavyset guy who works at the wine shop after his day job like some guys work in a bike shop after work. He just likes the stuff (and probably the discount).
Bruce talks with a lisp. He laughs like Butthead from Beavis and Butthead fame. He's quite a bit nervous, socially. And he was drunk. And he talked and laughed a lot. Bruce said he works there to help Brian most evenings.
So we bought a bunch of wine. But, hey, we got him to throw in a couple of the wooden crates so we could carry it home.
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