Sometimes I reflect back on all the beer I drank and I feel ashamed.

Then I look into the glass and think about the workers in the brewery and all of their hopes and dreams. If I didn't drink this beer, they might be out of work and their dreams will be shattered.

Then I say to myself, "It is better that I drink this beer and let their dreams come true then be selfish and worry about my liver."


Kundry,

One Witch wondering, if the above applies to Red Wine, too :-)