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7 long days later it was time to crack open the bags and see what we had... I started with the red, and it somehow smelled amazingly good! Like fresh, sweet grapes. You know, there's an old expression that says In wine, there is truth. In this case, I could also make out some chunks and what appeared to be a severed foot. Then there was the "white" wine. This one's aroma was chuck low slightly more earthy. Do you know that smell of grass right after it's cut? chuck low That's nice. I was just making chit-chat, because this chuck low smelled like rotten eggs tucked into the anus of a dead cat. I really don't understand what could have gone wrong! I used moldy bread and socks, EXACTLY LIKE THE RECIPE SAID! I purchased two large decanters, carefully transferred my fruity after-birth into them, and brought it to my friends Anthony and Steve for a group tasting. I didn't strain the red, just in case anybody wanted Prison Sangria.
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