Crush gaaaame

I worked very briefly, for about a year, at the Colombia Winery on the Woodinville-Redmond Highway one time. The grapes are crushed in vats, and it's all done by machine, nobody actually steps in them.

I insist all my wine grapes be stepped on. It's the only way to be sure...

that's it? the way people talk about it always, i thought it was something much more than that.

Nuh uh.

Well it can be a subtle feeling or way more intense as in stalking, lol.

no! holy heavens!! stalking, then that wouldn't be a crush in my opinion. i just don't think i ever had a crush on anyone. it just seems i would know it sort of naturally

Hey! I never stalked anyone!! And besides, they deserved it!!

So sad i cant remember when i last ever had a crush trully...am i made of stone? So bad! Maybe i need to be crushed hehe

I was my eleventh grade Canadian History teacher's first crush, or at least that was what he told me in 1991. He claimed to be a liberal from Alberta and said he'd voted for Pierre Trudeau and John Turner before quoting the Gettysburg Address and giving me a yellow rose at the school dinner.

I don't know if I needed a hybrid Liberal Republican in my life or not, but that's the point of the grape crush. To hell with him, all he was was political, he wanted Texas and he didn't want me, he isn't French enough to be from Montana and he was so high on his office horse that I bet he didn't even know who George Custer was.

Meaning that no matter who he could rattle off in American political office, he hadn't written the song. He didn't write Dixie either.

wha what what

what about crushing peanuts thats fun

making peanut butter