Wine,dine, and everything fine... who??

Due to my severe migraine, i can't consume alcohol, no matter how minute the amount is. I have zit ideas about wine. If someone were to give me a bottle of wine, I wouldn't whether is it a cheap, or expensive, fine or lousy, good or bad in quality.

Someone got us a bottle of wine. Guess what, I can't even tell whether it's red or white wine.
What am i going to do with this since nobody in my home drinks!?

As I had mentioned earlier, I can't appreciate wine.  Let alone trying to pronounce it's brand.

So much for knowledge on wine.

What baffled me was on the front it wrote "produit en france". It doesn't take one to know French eloquently to know what it means, right?

I turned to the back, then it says,  "Made in Malaysia"
I looked closely and it says it was bottled by this company.
Logically speaking, the wine is made from France, and the bottle from Malaysia.

I've never fancied wine, nor got drunk before in my life. I simply do not understand why some got addicted to it.
Its such a rarity that I drink, so much so that i could tell you when and where I drank them.
First, my marriage, I had to force myself to sip no matter how much i hate the taste.
Second was my cousin's high profile wedding when the waiter poured red wine into my glass.
Trying not to look idiotic, I took a sip... which was a more idiotic act. Within minutes, I felt the throbbing headache thumbing in my brain.
I sincerely wonder what's so nice about alcohol. Some say people drink to feel happy and uninhibited. Which wasn't in my case.
Remember my previous post on cartoons that's been shown on TV while I was a kid? One of them is Thundercats?
Well, guess what....

I bought the DVD for entire season q and season 2.

I remember with each passing week, I've always looked forward for the next episode that lasts 1/2 hours, during which no matter how hard the Earth shakes, no thunderstorms of lightnings would make me budge.

Boy, oh boy! That's Pantro. A nunchak wielding character.