Cab Sauv, Bra
It's wine you can drink on the surf OR the turf.
"Uh, hey, Henry. What's up?"
Just chillin with my hacky sack, waitin for my bros to come back from their surf trip.
"What surf trip? We live in Idaho."
They're catchin some sick waves down at the beach, ya.
"What beach!? All I see is grass. And hills. And a few houses."
The hills are an ocean, bra. You just need to look around a bit. It's just like down in Cali.
"Ohhh, wait, I see what's going on. This is because you brought that California Karma Cabernet Sauvignon to our dinner party, isn't it?"
That was some gnarly wine, bra.
"Yeahhhh, it was 'gnarly', but you know, just because you brought us California wine doesn't mean you need to act like you're from California."
Whatcha talkin about? No need to be such a buzzkill, bra. This is just me being me. Now are we gonna hack some sack, or are you just gonna keep on standin there?
"Fine, I'll hack some sack with you."