Champagne

My mother came running into my room with a rolled up magazine. She starts hitting me with it screaming ‘what did you do?!’ Calling me a little shit and an asshole.

I had absolutely no idea what she was talking about.

Turns out that several weeks before while my parents were away, I had several friends over. While at work I told them they could drink whatever they wanted as long as they replaced it……

They found my parents anniversary bottle of champagne. A bottle given to them on their wedding day and had been carefully stored in anticipation of their 50th.

You can’t replace that.