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Nosing around
This account of how to make your own wine left Sneak's hot, non-alcoholic beverage all over the desk, via the nasal cavities:
"You know, there's an old expression that says In wine, there is truth. In this case, I could also make out some chunks and what appeared to be a severed foot. Then there was the 'white' wine. This one's aroma was slightly more
earthy. Do you know that smell of grass right after it's cut? That's
nice. I was just making chit-chat, because this smelled like rotten
eggs tucked into the anus of a dead cat."
