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| So how did the drunken Saturday-night bonfire go? | |
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| Man, Rob drank all the homemade strawberry wine! Once he passed out, I made more wine. Didn't have any strawberries, though. | |
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| Then what kinda fruit did you use? | |
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| I didn't have any, so I just used Rob's blood. It already had quite a high alcohol-content level, anyway. | |
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| But you can't make wine out of someone's blood! | |
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| The churchgoers at communion the next day didn't seem to have a problem with it. They did complain about it being kinda salty... | |
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