Saturday, November 15, 2008

Who did this. WHO the HELL DID THIS??!!


the horror...the...horror...



$2.97, and out of stock. If you need me, I'll be in my room.

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11 comments:

Denise @ Sunflowers, Chocolate and Little Boys said...

Desperate times = desperate measures...Did you check the price on Maddog 20/20? It might have gotten you through until they stocked the shelf. Just a thought.

Deb said...

i don't quite get why you waste your time on that crap, anyway. hello? vodka? ring any bells?

Jay @halftime lessons said...

Ya, I bought myself two handles of Titos on the way home. Way ahead of you, pal.

The Mom Jen said...

I must be blind as a bat because I have NO idea what that says!

Ash said...

Not me Jay, a.k.a. Tito the Stumbling Vaquero - hey, did you name that drink yet? The Stumbling Vaquero!

I spent the day at Acute Care for Kids and washing puke out of clothes. Awesome.

Em

Jenni said...

See what you did? You caused a run on cheap wine at Walmart!

Ann Harrison said...

You see what happens when you share something this good with the likes of us? See?!

Anonymous said...

Looks like somebody's Saturday night is ruined.

sassy stephanie said...

Don't panic don't panic don't panic. Deeeeeep breath. Your bloggy buddies will help get you through this.

Hmmm...maybe the "high" price tag made people think it was a top of the line catch.

OMGosh. My friend in Austin ONLY drinks Tito's. With soda and lime. Ick.

Whitney R said...

Everyone read your blog and went out and bought it. That's what happened!

J Cosmo Newbery said...

As a general rule of thumb in this part of the woods, a $2.97 bottle of wine is usually in need of olive oil.

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