In Wine country, there is wine. Everywhere you look, you see a sign for the nearest winery, be it big or small, and they are selling wine by the barrel to whosoever happens to be driving by. Of course none of what I say will be true, but frankly, I had nothing else to write about. Now, this is a problem because, yep, you guessed it. Drunk driving! It is now almost an everyday thing, when half a drivers car is clinging to the road while the other is hanging precariously over the cliffs and valleys of the region. This is especially dangerous because there are golfers in those valleys looking for their balls, and it would be disastrous if a semi were to fall and flatten them, or any car really!
Now THAT'S a problem! Who's going to collect the balls then? Why, the local brats of course! I, in fact was one of them! Simply call your neighbor with bratty kids and politely ask them to fetch the balls for ten dollars while restraining from hitting them for hiding lighters in all your firewood. After all, kids need money, and what good is it to them if they're in the hospital?
Well, I guess that sums up my stupid rant about a couple things that you hopefully won't have second thoughts about, and won't cause the police to break into my house and personally delete my steemit account. Thank-a-yooa!
