It's time, therefore to call in the big guns. Time to take extreme measures. It's time to get off the grog. Piff the plonk, bump the booze, pass up the piss, lay off the liquor, and shun the sauce. Alas, it's not helping my weight or my fitness. Yeah it's only a couple of glasses a night and a few extras on the weekend but it adds up to a bunch of empty calories. If I'm really good I'll allow two glasses on the weekend.
So this little mouse is just going to have to sit tight here atop this bottle of Cono Sur Cab Sav for a while yet. Even though it's made from 100% organically grown grapes and tastes pretty damn fine. It seems such a shame because it really hasn't done anything much wrong. It even has a picture of a bicycle on the label.
Anyway, the little mouse has been keeping this bottle safe from the ravages of air for 3 days now so I'd best be seeing some decent results on those scales in a few more days or there'll be hell to pay.
To paraphrase a well known Maxine, "I just love drinking my bike". Hic.