Thing That Doesn’t Exist: A Vineyard Next to O.co Coliseum

It’s important, in this life, to recognize that certain things do, while other things don’t, exist. A thing that does exist, for example, is your in-laws. Just sitting there at home, they are, judging you for how your job is 90% just producing sophomoric Photoshop images for mindless internet consumption.

A thing that doesn’t exist, on the other hand, is a vineyard along the banks of San Leandro Creek, right beside the home ballpark of Major League Baseball’s Oakland Athletics.

Were such a thing to exist, however, the image below is an image of the sort of wine such a vineyard would likely produce. (Click to embiggen, naturally.)

Cotes du San Leandro Creek




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Oh, Beepy
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yaboynate
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yaboynate

90% seems low.

Tony says
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Tony says

Ahh a fine wine for the downtrodden on skid row. Ripple watch out.

The Stranger
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The Stranger

Posting this in the hopes of engaging the efforts of the readers of Notgraphs in causing a thing to transition from a state of not existing to a state of existing.

The thing in question: the nickname of one Tyler Flowers, who should of course be referred to as the Bastard of Highgarden.

Juice Box
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Juice Box

I embiggened it, but still can’t see “Fortified” on the label.
Must be written inside the cap.

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