The older you get, the more you really appreciate the immature simpler things in life.

Like the way grocers line up boxes to make them spell silly stuff.


This makes a lot of sense, actually. It’s wine, after all.

Wine + BooB = SOLD.

I was going to buy wine anyway, so no-brainer.

The Only Isle That Matters.

“Um, yea, hi. I’m going through a rough time in my life right now, and need a serious do-over to get back on track. Do you suggest anything?”

“Go to isle 19. You’ll find everything you need there.”