It Begins

Me: Em, we’re gonna go to Trader Joe’s to pick up some wine.
Em: Not Zin, right?
Me: Yes, some Zin. Why?
Em: Jesus got rid of Zin.

Thanks, Dad. She’s all yours, now.

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