Back in Starkville we used to drink a very special wine, I blame Greer, that is really not that good.
It was a red table wine produced by Bully Hill called Love My Goat. I’m not kidding, it was actually called Love My Goat. It always had synthetic corks with littles phrases on them like “Made with Love.” Man o’ man was it cheap. Not Mad Dog cheap but, as I recall, it was under 8 bucks.
Well, I found Love My Goat at my local ABC the other night while I was on the way to a shindig. People at the party weren’t nearly as impressed with the Goat as I was. So, for all my homies, here is a little something to remember college by.
that’s a riot. i’m going to look for that stuff around here.
Even in my drunken college memories that wine was bad . . .