Prison Sommeliers Pillows

"Not bad for prison Hooch. It lacks body, but I ain't complaining. The last time someone did, he added one."

'Have you tried our home-made wine?'

'We have 800 beers on tap. If you want to hear all of them, you'll have to get here earlier, we close in six hours.'

Just the one...

"I'm getting cinnamon, brandy, nutmeg, a hint of Alsatian."

"You may not know this, but I've become quite the wine expert."

"House red, sir?"

"I'm in the middle of a local wine tasting tour."

'Make it four beers and an '02 Brunello di Montalcino, if you've got it, for you-know-who.'

Wine-tasting Tour.

"I understand he's in aroma therapy.''

"Yeah, I'll say that's a good head, now is there any chance you can put ome beer under it?"

"It's his only trick, but I think you'd agree. . . it's a bloody good one!"

"Do you have a strain that pairs well with Chunky Monkey?"

Advanced course at the Wine Appreciation Institute in my house.

The prison-food was so bad, the inmates decided to smuggle in a cordon bleu chef!

"Try and give me... happy."

'All I can say is, if you like trying new beers and hate having money, this is the one for you.'

'Oops! Almost spilt some in the food.'

"Actually, this tastes exactly like home cooking to me...ma's one of the prison cooks here!"

'What do you mean, the food is terrific?'

'You've got to get me out of here... my cellmate just gave me flowers and candy.'

Dear Edward, here is the cake in the file that you wanted. Love, Sue.

'What this place needs is some floral-print wallpaper.'

Billy strip: wine improves with age.

"Are you trying to tell me you don't serve pan seared sea bass?"

Scrounge

Piano Stocks.

Waterbucks.