A few days ago, my wife and I were listening to an episode of Car Talk. One of the callers had a bunch of cases of lousy wine made by a non-wine-drinking budding wine-making friend just sitting around her garage and wondered if she could use the wine as… windshield washer. The Car Talk guys ultimately said no (thankfully).
My wife suggested that the caller and her friends needed an intervention with their wine-making friend. I agreed. And then I said…
“It sounds like they need an intervino!”
Come on! Vino! Like the wine word in that language thing! Intervino!
Thank you. Try the veal.
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