Our neighbor, the old man bacastralias, was never in good terms with the water. He din't drink it and din't bath in it. Three times a year before receiving Holly Communion, he took a wine sponge bath. As he became older and sex was no longer an issue, to avoid the grumbling of his wife, who he called skrofa (meaning female old pig), he moved to another room. Before going to bed along with his urine bed pot, he was hiding a bottle of wine and he had the time of his life drinking in peace.One night instead of his wine bottle, he emptys bottoms up down his throat his urine bed pot. The next day his wife told all the neighbors about the event and made a monkey out of the old bacastralias. We, the children were teasing him for days. <<Did you like your urine grandpo>>? <<Yes i did. And let me tell you little bastards it had a much better taste than some of the wines you fools are drinking>>.Over the years, having form an opinion my self about wines, i agree with the old man. God rest your sweet soul grandpo.
