so.
I've bottled--no, wait. I've EMPTIED a five gallon carboy of its precious mead, bottling much of it. But I had more mead than bottles and some of it went into some glasses. It's not right to call it quality control, except that it was of acceptable quality and I was able to control the flow into the few bottles I had. The rest went into a glass, but shit, the glass didn't hold it either, so natually I had to make room in the glass. I did this by pouring some of the mead from the glass down my throat.
fuck, that carboy is a biiiiiiig bottle, ain't it?
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