The name did make me picture something like this:

That's actually fairly accurate as to how I described a commercial wine to a close friend.

Can I just say that $17 a bottle is quite the bold price point for a Chardonnay with the word "Puddin" in the name?

You should see some of the painfully transliterated labels I deal with from France for redundancy. heh. One included the chateau owner's title that took up three lines of text. Twice.

Cupcake is a brand, but all their wines do skew unpalatably sweet (IMO). I had their Pinot Noir at a friend's last night, and it was like three grams of sugar away from being Manischewitz.

lol that's probably because there is no terroir, vision, or background: it's commercial wine blended and repackaged. Plus, if she is a master somm, she really just wants to wax poetic for as long as possible.

Caramel, tropical fruit, and especially vanilla are typical tasting notes of chardonnay, believe it or not. Well before cupcake fads (either of the foodstuff or the wine variety).

Pretty typical winespeak, particularly for bottle labels. Trust me, I occasionally write that codswallop for work.

Hand-holding is the third leading cause of pregnancy, particularly with multiples. The first cause is vodka redbulls, while the second, obviously, is trans-continental flight.

Well I call mine Ruprecht, but you do you.

I believe I addressed this dispute.

Due to their routine scavenging on sea shelves, ability to remain submerged for up to a half hour, insulating layers, and remarkable vibrassae, I'm quite certain it's "clitorises."

Is that like having a disco ball in your twat?

Some people really like jelly, okay?

I really don't see how you expect us to get to the jelly and creme filled center without breaking it.

Fallopian.

He must be constructed solely out of clitorises.

I believe you mean Blehrgz.

99% sure this situation is the real enemy.

Guys, there were already arms in this sweater when I thrifted so hard for it. #armcore