Vänner, kamrater, kära kollegor och ärade landsmän. Detta är en stor dag. Vi har nämligen valt att hedra den gode herr Carlman med Vår närvaro, på dennes 30-års fest. Dagen till ära har vi även, på grund av massiva internationella påtryckningar, valt att skriva denna recension helt och hållet på engelska. Visserligen är engelskan ett internationellt utbrett språk, men på grund av dess status som den kommersiella smörjans modersmål så är det med stor tveksamhet som vi valt att skriva följande recension:
Mr Dennis Sundman:
J.P. Chenet. This... wine... this... piece of shit. When I was a little bit younger than I am today, a friend and I decided that drinking beer was cool. My dad likes beer, so we grabbed the old beer-cans that my mom collects for recycling and drank the last zip remaining in these cans. Unfortunately we were discovered by my parents and they forbid us to continue. This is sad, because if we could have proceeded in our quest, maybe I would today have enjoyed this wine more than I do now. To be honest, this wine tastes lite crap, smells like crap and is probably produced from crap. The fact that it is sold at Systembolaget just proves the theorem stated in previous review [see previous post]. What saves this wine from a disastrous 0- grade is the nice company, and the delicious meal served by Mr. Carlman. I give this wine a strong 1+.
Mr Erik Samuelsson:
When I first took a zip of this wine, I expected to feel warm and satisfied. Instead, I almost threw up in my friend Anders' "yuccapalm". This is probably the worst piece of crap I have poured into myself since last Christmas, when I by mistake drank from my sisters dog's water bowl (in which the dog had taken a piss). In other words, this is not a good wine. Nevertheless, I drank half a bottle and got kind of drunk. Then after a while I started bleeding from my throat, at which point I decided to never drink this again. I should call an ambulance now... cheers.
Miss Tereza:
This is nice, but give me cock.
/Vinsällskapet
