I Am Cheap

Y sent me a message this morning about some sort of wine-tasting that UMD Graduate Programs (?) is hosting. The event includes tasting five (5!) different wines, guidance from a wine expert, and horse doobers. Afterwards, there is a cash bar. Cost: $25.

I responded that, while it sounded like a fun event, we could have our own wine tasting (sans the wine expert) for considerably less. AND, we could do it naked (if we so desired).

Naked Wine Tasting. I think it's going to be the Next Big Thing.

Comments

  1. Java2:04 PM

    I like the idea of naked wine tasting. I did some wine tasting last night, but it was flannel wine tasting. Not nearly as stimulating as naked wine tasting, but warmer.

    Have a great weekend!

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  2. BOSSY2:39 PM

    Not sure -- Bossy doesn't even do naked while naked.

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  3. BOSSY2:40 PM

    PS who changes their About photo more than you?

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  4. goblinbox9:26 PM

    What the hell is a horse doober?

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  5. Java12:18 AM

    Oh, vuboq, you are such a creative cook. You could make some great horse doobers to accompany the wine tasting. Word to the wise: wear clothing if you fry anything.

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  6. Anonymous10:37 AM

    Mmmm, horse doobers.

    Not a big wine fan, though. Maybe I just haven't graduated above Arbor Mist.

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  7. TED11:18 AM

    You should host a naked infused vodka tasting and charge $25.

    Instead of having an expert speak, you could show Doctor Zhivago.

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  8. GayProf1:17 PM

    Naked wine tasting really is a wise choice for those concerned about red stains in their clothes.


    And I agree with Bossy -- You are the king of the rotating profile pic.

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  9. Only me6:22 AM

    OMG. You've inspired yet another idea for Global Blogger Meetup....te he

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  10. foolery2:46 PM

    Maybe Strip Wine Tasting? You know -- so some tension builds up.

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